St. Mary's Church, kitchen area. The chaos calms down slightly as Koe enters, looking concerned.
Koe: All right, what's all this nonsense about the toaster being possessed?
Mack (points): Well, what do you call that, then?
Koe follows Mack's line of vision and boggles. The toaster has sprouted a pair of red wings and is currently hovering in the air, spitting out messages burnt into the bread. Koe catches one of the pieces.
Koe (reading): "Lay off the hysterics, it's just me"? (sighs) Did you die again, sis?
Flying Toaster Chatty: Yeah. There's no way the wedding could really take place with Piper running around raising Cain about it, so I've decided to lay low for a while.
Mack (boggles, too): What? This is Chatty? (looks again) Hey, you're right. I'd recognize those wings anywhere. I guess I was too freaked out by the toaster acting up to realize it at first.
Koe (sighs again): If this is your idea of "laying low", I hate to see what you consider being ostentacious. Anyway, let's figure out a way to let you talk without using all this bread. As is, we've got enough toast to make the whole staff peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
Flying Toaster Chatty: Sorry, but I can't figure out how to stop. I haven't exactly used a toaster as an Insert before.
Told you this was too funny an idea to pass up. ;p