And Piper was just confirming her fears. Prue had lost count of how many times her family members had called her a Prue-impersonating demon. She'd really prefer being called a ghost because then they'd at least acknowledge that she was herself and not a demon pretending to be her. Turning her camera off, she put it in its carrier so she wouldn't accidentally drop it or something. It was her most prized possession. Well, after the diamond ring she had on her left index finger. Or perhaps before the ring, it was hard to tell some days.
"You tended to stash your candy in a drawer in the desk in the sun room. You never knew why its contents would mysteriously disappear until Phoebe opened it in front of you recently." Though Prue was going to go a few steps further because she knew Piper was stubborn and suspicious. "You and I lived in an apartment together until Grams died. And my astral self ruined your wedding because of my inability to balance my own life. Oh and you were incredibly superstitious and hated Friday the 13th until after Barbas happened. Though that was because of a date you had because Barbas wasn't after you, only me and Phoebe." She quirked an eyebrow. "And if you still don't believe me, go ahead and freeze me or blow me up." And Prue was seriously hoping Piper couldn't blow her up considering she couldn't freeze her.