Previously on "Just Add Magic"...
Mr. Morris, I don't understand.
- A C? - This isn't Rockbury. We expect more.
I'd like you to meet Jill.
She's considering running my campaign.
"Terri Quinn. Let her run your town the way she runs her home."
So, you don't remember the magic?
I don't have time for this.
Hannah: Who would erase RJ's knowledge of magic?
It wasn't us, and it wasn't one of the OCs.
If RJ was a protector, there are two others out there.
They could be involved.
Girl: Buy some baked goods from RJ White and Noelle Jasper.
Noelle Jasper?
The same Noelle who owns Saphron?
My name is Noelle Jasper,
and I wanted to introduce myself.
Guys, this means that Noelle Jasper
- had to have been-- - A protector.
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What can I say about Saffron Falls?
For starters, it's the worst.
I've been stuck in this tiny backwater town my whole life.
I've been waiting 40 years to say this.
Pluots are dumb!
[murmuring]
So long, suckers!
[bell dings]
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Hey, Jake.
Um, what do you think of the specials board?
It's, uh-- What's with that drawing?
That's Italy.
Because the Caprese Salad is from Italy.
The handwriting is very nice.
But you forgot to add the Cobb Salad,
the roast beef sandwich, and the French onion soup.
And those aren't from Italy.
I-- I didn't forget them.
I just got to thinking...
one item is a special, four is a menu.
And our tomatoes are about to go bad,
so shouldn't we be pushing the tomato items?
Th-- That's not your call to make.
I mean, this is just like when you
re-arranged the pastry shelf based on price.
Well, I thought that it would help--
And that time you set the soy milk out with the creamers.
Because people like it.
You wouldn't do this with a normal boss.
You just do this with me because I'm your friend.
That's not true.
- It's nice that you took initiative. - Thank you.
But can you please erase that and do as I asked?
"In Betweeners"?
Because they had the book "in between" the OCs and us.
Speaking of "in betweeners,"
I did some research on Noelle Jasper,
and it turns out, according to the Lavender Heights Herald,
that eight months ago she was a fry cook at Red's Diner.
And now she owns the most popular restaurant in town,
which, take it from me, is a little overrated.
It sounds like the same overnight success
RJ had in high school.
She must be using magic.
Darby ate there a few months ago and she was fine.
I only had a few bites of my grilled cheese.
I was kind of distracted by the whole
"meeting my Dad's new girlfriend" thing.
If Noelle's using magic,
then she might be involved in RJ's curse.
Which could make her dangerous.
All the more reason to investigate.
Half the town eats at Saphron.
Well, we can't just walk into her kitchen
like we do at Mama P's.
I mean, if she caught us,
we could get in real trouble.
I know how we can get into her kitchen.
An undercover mission, just like in the movies.
One of us can go undercover at Saphron's,
snoop around and see if Noelle's using magic.
Let me guess, you want to put your new acting skills to work?
Can I go undercover? Please?
I've always wanted to be a double agent.
I hate to break it to you,
but if we're even sure we want to do this,
only one of us has experience as a server.
I'm a huge fan of the slow-cooked food movement.
It really brings out the flavors,
and preserves the integrity of the ingredients.
That's very good.
Why do you want to leave Mama P's?
I'm serious about food.
And Mama P hasn't exactly been written up in the Saffron Gourmet.
Don't get me wrong. She has been very good to me,
- but-- - Say no more.
I like you, Kelly.
I think you'd make a great addition here at Saphron.
You can train tomorrow.
Every good undercover mission
needs a man in the van to run the op.
That's spy talk for operation.
And for this op, Hannah and I will be
the women in the booth.
While you're working here,
we'll get tables at Saphron here...
and here.
To keep an eye on everything.
Plus, we'll run interference if things go south
like they always do 20 minutes before
the end of every spy movie.
That's great. And as I'm snooping,
I can text you what I find.
Bad idea. If you text from work, you'll blow your cover,
not to mention get fired.
We need to keep in contact with you
in a way that no one will notice.
Like those fancy earbuds all the spies use.
Right, except those are really expensive.
- But you know what's not? - Our magic cookbook.
Our magic cookbook.
While you were at your interview, we found this.
Tele-Pâté.
"Send your thoughts, mind to mind,
"one thought at once to break your bind."
So it's like magic walkie talkies.
Right, and the spell breaks
when we all think the same thought at once.
Something like "excelsior."
Uh, how about "let's end the spell"?
What do you think, Kell?
I think I'm a lot less scared to go undercover
knowing I'll be able to talk to you two the whole time.
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Is it just me, or does pâté look really gross
first thing in the morning?
It's totally gross.
But if it works, it'll be totally cool.
- Are we ready? - I think so.
[thinking] Testing. Testing.
This is Hannah. Can you hear me?
Whoa, this is so cool.
I can hear you in my head.
Can you hear me?
I hear both of you. It's amazing.
Darby: Totally worth a bite of pureed chicken livers.
- Hi, girls. - Oh, hi, Mom.
Uh, we're just having a staring contest.
Huh. Well, that's a nice low cost way to entertain yourselves.
[giggling]
Well, I'm on my way to meet Jill at Mama P's.
Do you want a ride?
- To Mama P's? - Yeah.
Aren't you working today?
Um, no, I-- I have a little research I need to do.
Okay. Well, have fun staring at each other.
[chuckles]
[door closes]
Oh, I forgot to change my shift.
Jake's not gonna like that.
When I explain it's for the mystery, he'll be fine.
[bell jingles]
Let me get this straight.
You're ditching me to go work at the competition?
It's not like that.
Noelle Jasper is a former protector and we--
Sunday is our busiest day.
Be here.
Okay, maybe Jake won't understand.
I hate to do this to him.
But this might be our only chance to investigate Saphron.
I think I have an idea.
Really?
Kelly can't just give a shift
to someone who doesn't work here.
Don't yell at me. I'm here to help.
Sorry. Thank you, it's just...
hard being a boss and a friend.
Kelly, can you hear me?
- You are Saphron's... - Jake's really upset.
Now, you must make them feel like they are...
Kelly, are you there?
Yeah, but hold on.
You take an order by calmly asking,
"Have you had a vision of the meal you'll be enjoying?"
The monkey is in the tree.
Or should I be the monkey on the beach?
- Or should I be the-- - Everyone be quiet.
You seem distracted.
Sorry, I'm-- I-- I'm just concentrating.
Well, if you remember nothing else,
remember what I'm about to tell you.
- The customer... - ♪ [vocalizing] Stakeout ♪
♪ I'm on a stakeout ♪
♪ Lookin' for some m-m-m-m-m-magic ♪
♪ On a spies hunt ♪
♪ Super spies, spies hunters ♪
- Super spies. - Darby!
Sorry. I was setting the mood.
I need to pay attention.
Did you get all that?
Yeah. Totally.
Jake, what is she doing out there?
Oh, Hannah? Well, she's filling in for--
No, not her. Her.
Mrs. Quinn is having a campaign meeting.
And she needs three tables?
Looks like it.
All she's ordered is a pot of coffee and three muffins.
Well, running for mayor can't be easy or cheap.
Cut her a little slack.
Why should I? I'm not political.
They need to order more or leave.
Presentation is just as important as taste.
Do you know why?
Because our eyes eat before out stomachs.
That's very good.
Now, that is why I personally inspect every single dish
before it's served.
Every single dish?
That's right. And it's a good thing I do.
Look here.
This one is missing the edible pansy.
Edible pansy?
It's Saphron's signature garnish.
One goes on every single plate,
no exceptions.
Hannah: $10?
Kell, don't you always complain
that Mr. Ashton is a terrible tipper?
- What? - Excuse me?
I just, um-- No garnish?
I mean, what is this, amateur hour?
Saphron is famous for its edible pansies.
Well, the secret is I add a touch of spice.
Spice? What kind?
Well, like I said, it's a secret.
But I will say you would be surprised
how many ordinary dishes can be enhanced
with just a little bit of spice.
Not as surprised as you'd think.
I need to go grab more from my pantry.
Oh, I'll go. Where's your pantry?
It's, uh, over there,
but it is off limits to servers. Stay put.
Kelly: You guys, Noelle has a pantry that's off limits.
Darby: Whoa, a secret pantry?
Hannah: Of course.
Just like Mama P and Miss Silvers.
Kelly: She even said she uses a secret spice.
Oh, I gotta go.
Now, let's see how you wait tables.
[bell jingles]
Everything okay?
That's one of my teachers.
And?
Well, I get nervous around him.
I don't think he likes me very much.
Then you better not screw up his order.
Welcome to Saphron. My name is Kelly,
and I will be your culinary guide today.
Hello, Kelly, I'm Deborah,
and I'll be your customer.
While you meditate on your choices,
please enjoy a complimentary rosemary popover.
And allow me to introduce myself,
and the cuisine here at Saphron.
In today's rushed world, I wanted to...
I need to order, but I'm afraid to eat anything.
Until I get into Noelle's pantry,
I don't know what's safe.
But stay away from the edible flowers.
The pansies might be magical.
See, I believe that sharing food with loved ones is...
I have to get something.
Hannah: Just get what you got last time.
That didn't seem to spell you.
Darby: Good idea. It was a bland grilled cheese,
but at least it was safe.
Are you kidding me?
I've had it. This isn't their private office.
Terri, I hate to do this but--
Sorry I was so loud. I was on the phone.
- I heard. - And I learned that Councilman Lever
if officially going to run against you for mayor, Terri.
Adam Lever? I know him.
He's a good guy.
Well, that may be, but he stands for
everything you're against.
I heard he wants to bulldoze part of downtown,
and turn it into a giant outdoor mall.
A mall?
Well, that's the last thing we need.
- It'll ruin the charm of-- - I know.
As mayor, I will never let that happen.
Good for you.
We can't let him turn our town into
the next Lavender Heights.
And that's why Terri needs to win this election.
Thanks, Jill.
I'm sorry, Mama P. You were coming over to say something?
Uh, I just wanted to know if you needed another pot of coffee.
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Are you rationing that in case the food takes another hour?
Something like that.
One rosemary popover isn't enough to make up for this wait.
I should complain.
Darby: Monkey to thimble, monkey to thimble.
What's your status, thimble?
Kelly: Apparently, my pouring form needs work.
And you're not helping.
No, no, no, too sloppy. Watch me.
Kelly: I need to get into that pantry.
Darby: Just make an excuse.
We have to find out what's in there.
Got it. Um, my pitcher's empty.
Let me go in the back and fill it.
Oh, no, no. Don't be silly.
Kelly: I can't get away from Noelle.
I need a distraction.
I think I have an idea.
Hannah, I need your help.
My help? Okay.
I'm told you have a complaint?
I do.
This popover does not look organic.
I can assure you we use only the...
The whale is on the hook.
Go now.
Really? And how do you source them?
Well, we have a variety of local farms from which...
Okay, now just keep her talking.
However she answers, just follow it up with
a very stern, "And do you think that's ethical?"
Now, don't think at me for a minute.
Hi, Mr. Morris.
It's nice to see you.
What are you having?
Hello, Miss Parker-Kent.
Surprised to see you here.
Yes. I know this is time I could be studying,
- however, I-- - Are you kidding me?
A steady job can teach you things
that an honors class can't.
Wait. Steady job?
Yes. You know, learning the meaning of hard work,
it's, uh, every bit as important as studying.
A job teaches you about the real world.
I admire you for being able to balance this with your school work.
I don't think you understand.
I think I misjudged you.
I'm very impressed, Hannah.
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I personally visit these farms every single morning...
How's it looking, Kell?
I have no idea what Noelle's going on about,
but I think she's wrapping up.
Kelly: Any second now.
I'm goin' in.
[clattering]
Um, is there a term for when your cover's blown?
Darby: It's called being made. Why?
Kelly: Because I think I've been made.
[sighs] False alarm.
I'm going in.
There's nothing here but food,
like normal, non-magical food.
And these pansies are just...
pansies.
Darby: Kell, abort.
Noelle said something about free-range hydroponics,
and walked into the kitchen.
Get out.
Kelly?
Uh, I, um-- I was just cleaning it up.
I should get back to the floor now.
No, you won't.
You'll wash your hands first.
Right. Hygiene. Of course.
Thanks so much, guys.
Leaving so soon?
I get it. We hogged the tables.
- I'm sorry. - Don't be.
In fact, I'd be happy to reserve
these tables for you every day
if you'd like to make Mama P's your campaign headquarters.
Really?
Wouldn't want to impose.
This could be a good thing for you.
The champion of small business
actually running her campaign from a small business.
It's great PR.
I believe in what you stand for.
Well, okay, then. Thanks, Mama P.
- We'll see you tomorrow. - Okay.
I thought you weren't political.
I am now.
I'm proud of you.
Whatever. It'll be good for business.
Now, go throw out our tomatoes.
They went bad overnight.
I thought Noelle taught you how to pour.
Yeah, but I needed an excuse to stand here.
Whoa. You just out-spied me.
I think Noelle might be okay.
She hasn't done anything shady?
No. She seems really nice.
Plus, she hasn't done any actual cooking,
so how could she spell the food?
Hannah, we think Noelle's on the up and up.
Well, that's great news.
Maybe should could help us figure out who cursed RJ.
- How'd it go with your teacher? - Terrible.
He thinks I work here full time.
He said he admires me.
Kelly: Well, I'm sure he would admire your honesty, too.
Hannah: You' right. I'm going to go talk to him.
Kelly: And I'm going to find Noelle.
And I'm... gonna sit here and eat my grilled cheese.
It's not that great.
It's great, right?
Best grilled cheese I've ever had.
Totally worth the wait.
Um, Mr. Morris, there's been some confusion.
Hannah, the woman at table two left you a big tip.
You know, you're doing really well
for someone who doesn't actually work here.
Hello? Noelle?
Noelle's not in her office.
Darby, do you see her?
I just saw her go into the kitchen.
Who keeps rosemary as a desk plant?
That's just... weird.
Wait. Did you say... rosemary?
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This is the best grilled cheese I've ever had.
I know. Right?
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Guys. I think Noelle has RJ's backpack.
[bell jingles]
All: This is really bad.
Is everything okay?
Darby, what was that about rosemary?
Is anyone there?
[bell jingles]
So, look who's back.
Jake, we don't have time for this.
No, Darby. Jake's right to be mad.
I'm sorry I left you in a lurch.
I kind of took advantage of our friendship.
But you're a way better boss than Noelle.
I owe you an apology, too.
A good leader should be able to recognize good ideas,
and because I didn't listen to you yesterday,
a bunch of innocent tomatoes suffered.
How bad is it?
Wait. Noelle didn't cook a single meal?
I knew she was just all talk.
You're missing the point, Jake.
This rosemary must be a magic spice
that she uses in her rosemary popovers.
She spells her customers to love her food.
And the worst part is, I really want another one of those
bland/amazing grilled cheeses.
This is definitely RJ's book bag.
And these are all the spices he stole from us.
There's only one way Noelle could have this.
She must have taken these from RJ
after she cursed him.
I was really starting to like her.
I can't believe I fell for her act.
What's important is that you got out of there safe.
Yeah, she cursed her best friend from high school,
and she's spelling half the town.
Imagine what she'd have done if she'd caught us.
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