Morrible Enters. She Is Carrying An Umbrella And Holds It Over Elphaba To Protect Her From The Rain.
Gwen: Miss Elphaba, there you are!
Heather: Madame Morrible...
Gwen: Oh Miss Elphaba, I finally heard back from the Wizard!
Heather: The Wizard?
Gwen: Yes, he wishes to meet you!
Heather: He asked for me?
Gwen: Yes! I know how devastated you were the other day for our poor Doctor Dillamond, but I can assure you my dear, as one door closes, another one opens. She Hands Her A Green Envelope.
Heather: Madame, I don't know what to say! How can I ever thank you? She Hugs Her.
Gwen: Oh careful dear, you musn't get wet She Places The Umbrella Back Over Elphaba's Head. Oh, I know! She Waves Her Hands And The Sun Comes Out. Didn't I tell you? Weather is my specialty. Oz-speed, my dear! Make me proud.
Heather: I will, I'll try.
Morrible Exits.
Heather:
AND THERE WE'LL FINALLY BE
THE WIZARD AND I...
The Scene Reopens At A Train Station.
Conductor: All aboard!
Dakota: Remember, eye contact. And don't forget to tell him how wonderful he is, Wizards love that! And be yourself... well... within reason.
Boq Wheels Nessarose Onstage.
Cassie: Elphaba, I'm so proud of you and I know father would be too. We're all proud, aren't we?
Heather: You'll be alright, won't you?
Dakota: She'll be fine! Biq will take care of her, right?
Boq: ...It's Boq... I... I can't do this anymore.
He Exits.
Cassie: Boq...
Dakota: Nessa, maybe he's just not the right one... for you.
Cassie: No, it's me that's not right. Elphaba, just go, I'll be fine.
She Wheels Herself Offstage.
Heather: Nessa, wait!
Dakota: Let her go. She'll have to manage without you. We all will.
Heather: Please, you'll barely even notice I'm gone. Besides, you have Fiyero. Where is he, anyway? Not that I expected him to say goodbye to me. We barely know each other.
Dakota: I don't know him either. He's distant, and moodified, and he's been thinking, which really worrries me. I never knew how much he cared about that old goat.
Fiyero Enters.
Dakota: Oh, there he is! Fiyero, over here dearest!
Alejandro: He Hands Elphaba Flowers. Elphaba, I'm happy for you.
Dakota: Yes, we are both so happy...
Alejandro: Uh, listen, I've been thinking...
Heather: Yes, I've heard.
Alejandro: About that Lion cub and... everything. I think about that day a lot.
Heather: Really? So do I.
Dakota: Me too! Poor Doctor Dillamond. It makes one want to... uh... take a stand. So I've been thinking of... uh... changing my name.
Alejandro: Your name?
Dakota: Well, yes! Since Doctor Dillamond had his own way of pronouncing my name, in solidarity and to express my outrage, I will henceforward be known no longer as Galinda, but as simply, Glinda.
Alejandro: Oh well, that's very admirable of you... Glinda. To Elphaba. Elphaba, good luck.
He Runs Off.
Dakota: There, see?
Heather: Galinda...
Dakota: It's Glinda now. Stupid idea, I don't even know what made me say it.
Heather: It doesn't matter what your name is, everyone loves you!
Dakota: I don't care! I want him. I don't even think he's perfect anymore and I still want him. This must be what other people feel like. How do they bear it? They embrace.