Elphaba, Glinda, and Fiyero were taking a leisurely stroll in the Emerald CIty, when a small sign next to a tiny building caught their eye. "Travel To New York!" the sign read.
"Where in Oz is this New York?" Glinda asked, mystified.
"Probably just a joke someone made up to confuse people," Elphaba replied.
"I'm actually kind of curious!" Fiyero said. This resulted in a sort of death glare from Elphaba.
"Oh Yero, I do love you , but why would we waste time looking into this?"
"Well, it wouldn't hurt to take a little peek inside." So the trio walked into the small cabin-like building. It appeared to be empty, but there was a small door at the opposite side of the room. Fiyero, ran over to the door and, without thinking, pushed it open, and he, along with Elphaba and Glinda, was sucked inside.
When she finally woke up, Elphaba realized that she was lying in a bed. Her eyelids still felt very heavy, so she didn't hurry to open them. Above her, she heard overlapping voices, some male, some female.
"These people are taking forever to wake up!" one said. His voice was heavily accented, but she couldn't figure out which province he was from.
"Give them some time, Derek!" said another, "They were probably drinking and passed out! You know how long it takes to recover from that!" We were NOT drinking, Elphaba wanted to scream out, but she was so tired, she couldn't find the energy to talk. Then she heard a female voice.
"Wait a second, Tom! Look at this one here! Look at this blonde one! She could be perfect for Marilyn!" Ugh, who's Marilyn?
"Eileen, you were the one who said that we needed a star! This girl is not a star!" The reply came from yet another person.
"You can't replace me with a nobody! This is no better than getting Karen to play MY part!"
"Ivy, calm down. Nobody is deciding anything yet!" This was one of the male voices she had heard before. "Besides, who knows? Maybe she can't sing!"
Elphaba finally decided to open her eyes.
"Hey the one in the witch costume is awake!" a man cried. He was dressed in a brown sweater and black pants.
"The blonde one stirring!" This time it was the guy with the accent.
" Ah so is the guy with the weird hair do!" a blonde girl who looked a lot like Glinda chimed in. Elphaba guessed that this was Ivy, as she recognized her voice.
"Who are you people?" Elphaba grunted.
The man with the brown sweater replied.
"I'm Tom. This is Derek," pointing to the accented man. "This is Ivy", so she was right about that one," And this is Eileen", he nodded at a relatively tall lady with shoulder length black who appeared to be in her fifties or sixties, "You three might want to rest for a couple more days, you looked really pale when Eileen found you by her apartment."
"We're fine." Glinda stated. "Can you give us the directions back to Shiz?"
"Where?"
"Shiz University! Hello?"
"I've never heard of it!" Ivy Lynn said rather rudely.
"See what you got us into, Fiyero?"
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," he turned to Tom, "Is this New York?"
"Yes," he replied.
"Which province are we in?"
"Province? We're in the US, not China!" exclaimed Eileen.
"US? China? What in Oz are you talking about?"
"Oz? As in The Wizard of Oz"
"Oh great, you're not another one of his supporters, are you?" Elphaba asked, half groaning.
"The Wizard of Oz is a fictional character!"
"These three are obviously mentally unstable. Should we check them into rehab or something?"
"Oh please, Ivy, if anyone needs to be in rehab, it's you!" Another woman had walked into the room. "Hi! I'm Karen!"
"Well, Karen, do YOU know where Shiz is?" Fiyero asked.
"What?"
"Oh. never mind."
The girl named Karen suddenly exclaimed, "Wait a second, that guy over there could be Dimaggio!"
"I could be who?" Fiyero asked, once again, confused.
"A character in our musical! It's about the life of Marilyn Monroe!"
"Marilyn who?" A gasp traveled around the room.
"You guys have really been living under rocks, haven't you?" Derek sighed.