Knock Knock!
Phoebe could not, for the life of her, find that blue sweater of hers that she was sure she had a week or two ago. She remembered taking it off at some point but wasn't sure if that was at the Manor or at work, so she decided to stop on by the Manor to see who was home, if her sweater was there and what the good word was!
As soon as she entered, she smelled the food and took a deep breath. "I swear if I hadn't moved out before you started getting back to the cooking, I'd be whale-sized by now!" She called out to make her presence known as she headed for the kitchen.
She topped once inside the kitchen and narrowed her eyes suspiciously in a classic Phoebe wary glance. "Hmmm...pensive faces and cooking." she looked around at all of them. "I don't even want to know what's going on do I? I just want to turn around and skedattle on out of here from the direction I came instead, don't I?"