A small click told Frex that someone had opened his study door. He set down his pen and turned to face Elphaba.
"Father?" She asked tentatively, testing the waters. "May I go to a party?" Frex raised his eyebrows. Sure, Elphaba had a few friends, but a party? Elphaba saw the eyebrows and assumed the worst was coming. She launched into a list of reasons to go. "It's just a Moragen's down the road, I know I'll be back before midnight, maybe before eleven, and I can take Nessie, too, and there won't be any-"
"It's all right," Frex cut Elphaba off. "You can go. Enjoy yourself."
"Thank you so much, Father!" Elphaba practically shouted, but not quite. Frex was taken aback by her enthusiasm. "I'm so glad I can say yes to Vaxanel!" With that she sprinted out of the room to decide what to wear.
Vaxanel? Frex added two and two. Vaxanel is a boy's name. He's not hosting the party. She is saying yes to him. A boy invited Elphaba to a party. Frex held his head in his hands, laughing and crying at the same time.
Unnamed God help us all…My green flower is blooming.