Damien wasn't the only one completely relieved to be back to normal. If Prue could've hugged her powers, she would have. It was as big of a relief as it was when she'd swapped bodies with Giles those months back. Though at least this time she didn't have to take a hundred showers to feel normal again after the fact. This time, she'd merely rearranged her apartment with her telekinesis and astral projected around it to reacquaint herself with her powers. She'd never been without them this long since she'd first received them, so it was really a strange experience. But at least now she was back to herself. And so was Damien, and he was right, this did call for a celebration.
After she'd had her fill of playing with her powers, Prue went over to her closet and grabbed the lingerie Damien had given her for Christmas and changed into it, then pulled on a pair of jeans and a pink long sleeved shirt over it. She brushed her hair and touched up her make-up, then when she deemed herself ready, she headed off to Damien's apartment. She paused outside the door, debating on astral projecting inside first, just as a little show off of her powers returning, but she was more wanting to go straight in. So she opened the door and stepped right in. She didn't close the door right away, but instead took a few steps inside, smiling warmly.
"Hello there, handsome," she greeted as her gaze fell on him. She then waved her hand, shutting the door behind her. "I'm glad to be back to myself." She then walked closer to him. "I take it you're glad as well?" She arched an eyebrow a bit curiously.