It didn't take long for Poe to connect the dots, his eyes widening with recognition. He silently glanced at his sister, who gave a curt nod - she knew. Poe inhaled deeply, straightening up and taking his hands off of Scrooge. "It seems we have... much to discuss, sister."

"Oh, we can go over all the boring details later. You're home at last, we shall celebrate." But instead of heading towards the large banquet, she headed for the door to the hallways, expecting Scrooge and Poe to follow obediently.

Poe took one more look at Scrooge. Spies were not a new threat to the coven... but this one didn't seem particularly threatening in any sense of the word. And darling Magica was smarter than that. He silently walked after his win.