A/N: howdy, y'all. God, I love saying that. Okay, I got the message in ur reviews, you want Elphaba green again. Wait and see, wait and see.

Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Wicked or Rent, which is why I write these things...to block the pain.

Elphaba didn't know what she was doing. Or why she was feeling crazy butterflies in her stomach. Get ahold of yourself, she scolded herself silently. Her hand had found its way over to Mark's, and publicly! I'm such an idiot. Now that I'm not green, I thought that I had the right to show my feelings for this gorgeous man? I've only known him for - oh God, gorgeous? I need help.

Mark felt these butterflies as well. Elphaba had draped her hand over his after she changed her skin tone. To him, this was astounding. Elphaba is amazing, he thought as her hand rested on his, causing shivers. She has such a beautiful face, and her eyes are so intense. Her personality is so wonderful, too. Maybe I'm just being stupid. I mean, she probably has so many other options back where she lives. But it's nice to dream.

Elphaba and Mark were lost in their own little world. Her hand was worked, but his was soft. They fit together perfectly, and the entire group could tell. Glinda and Roger met eyes, and realized then and there that Elphaba and Mark should be together. Since they were sitting near them, Glinda, sitting by Elphaba, gave her a small nudge. Roger, sitting by Mark, pushed him forward. Elphaba and Mark, instead of doing what Roger and Glinda had in mind, banged heads.

"Ow!" Mark said, pulling back. Elphaba rubbed her head, causing her hair to get messed up. She sighed and quickly pulled it into a braid. It was annoying her, anyway. Roger and Glinda blushed, while Elphaba stood up. She seemed embarrassed, looking at the floor and twiddling her thumbs. Mark's skin tone had also changed: he went from a pale peach to a bright pink. After a very long silence, Maureen really needed to talk.

"Oh my God Mark!" she cried, pointing to the filmmaker. The rest of the group looked at her strangely, except Glinda. She seemed to see where Maureen was coming from. The drama queen continued. "Look at you guys! Mark, it's painfully obvious you like this chick!" Mark blushed. Glinda stood up, next to Maureen.

"And Elphaba, come on," the blond said. She got a proud look from Maureen, and strange looks from just about everyone else. "You held his hand. You never even hug me, and you've known me for over four years." Elphaba gasped. She and looked over at Mark, who met her eyes. She went out the door, and he grabbed his camera and jacket and fled.

Angel shook her head. "I can't believe I didn't see it! Ay dios mio, I'm blind!" She began to pace, and talk to Mimi in Spanish. Mimi listened to her for a few minutes, then both of their eyes grew wide. They high-fived, and everyone stared. Collins went over to Angel and wrapped his arm around her waist.

"Babe," he said in a sweet voice, "I love you with all my heart, don't get me wrong. But would it kill you to talk in English when you come up with your crazy plans?" Roger nodded enthusiastically, and Angel shrugged. Mimi looked apologetically at the gang.

"So what did you say?" Glinda asked. "Are you planning on getting Elphaba and Mark together? Because Elphaba really needs someone. I don't think that she's had sex in like, three years!" The group roared with laughter at that comment, but Glinda didn't understand what was funny. "What?" Joanne stopped giggling long enough to answer Glinda.

"Ever since Maureen dumped Mark, he hasn't had a girlfriend," the lawyer explained. Glinda's nose was still scrunched up, a sign that she was confused. "It was about three years ago, and his sex life basically went plop!" Joanne brought her hands together in a loud clap, and Glinda nodded. She really needed to get Elphaba hooked up with this guy.

"Well, what are we going to do?" Roger asked. He had gotten everyone beers (except Glinda, who didn't hold down alcohol too well). This was officially the first meeting of the get-Elphaba-and-Mark-together club. Joanne was even taking notes. Maureen took a sip of her beer and raised her hand.

"We could force 'em together," she said happily. "You know, lock them in a closet together, or something. That would work for Mark. Howsabout Elphaba?" Glinda shook her head and sighed.

"Elphaba would probably beat him if he got too close," the girl said. She took a sip of her water (not sparkling, much to her disappointment). "She's too freaking stubborn! God, if she actually needed someone-"

Collins wouldn't let her finish. "That's it! Man, I knew I liked something about you, kid! You're smart!" Glinda thanked him, but no one (including Glinda) knew what Collins was talking about. He realized this, and went on to explain. "If Elphaba is vulnerable, and Mark just happens to be there..." He really didn't need to finish. The group all high-fived each other, and Collins and Glinda hugged. Then Angel and Glinda hugged.

"Okay, we have that Elphaba needs to be vulnerable," Joanne said. She smiled and wrote something down. "We just need to figure out how. Got any ideas, guys?" Mimi stood up proudly. She ran to the front of the group so everyone could see her.

"I think that we should all meet at the Life tonight," she started. When she saw Glinda's confused look, she explained that the Life was just another way that they said the Life Cafe, a place where they all hung out. Glinda nodded for Mimi to continue. "So, we try to get Elphaba to slip up as much as possible. She could fall, trip, whatever it takes for Mark to help her. Agreed?" Everyone nodded, seeming to like the idea. Except Joanne.

"No," she said. Everyone looked at her like she was crazy, but she shook her head. "I've dealt with clients that had similar personalities to Elphaba. They always were too stubborn to let anyone help them, unless they knew the person really well. If Glinda's there, Elphaba will ask for her help. We need Glinda to be out of the picture for that moment. I'm sorry guys." Everyone moaned and groaned. But Glinda suddenly coughed. She kept on coughing furiously, and everyone got worried. As soon as she started, she stopped. And smiled.

"I'm sick," she said with a huge smile. "I'm so sorry I can't make it." Everyone cheered. Glinda lied down on the couch and moaned. "Can you guys be quiet? I have a headache!" Everyone laughed and went to get ready.

A little while later was when Mark called for the keys; he was with Elphaba. They had met on the street and walked home together. Roger just told them to meet the rest of the group at the Life. Elphaba didn't know what the Life was, so on the way, Mark told her all about it, and about the group's famous "La Vie Boheme" incident a few years ago. She laughed and talked with Mark comfortably on the walk over there. She didn't notice her ankles, though. They had begun to change; from a rich brown to a rich green.

A/N: I just really needed her green. It wasn't right to not have her green, you know? And good stuff will happen…really. REALLY!