Elphaba grinned at me and teased, "You must really like giving speeches." "Actually, I don't," I replied. "I'm just trying to get the Ozians to see the world in a different way." She rolled her eyes at me. I scowled and then asked, "How do I get home?" Elphaba shrugged and said, "Ask my dad."
I mumbled and said, "I'm not sure I'm ready to leave yet. Something seems strange—we both know Madame Morrible was thrown in jail..." "But," Glinda prompted. I whirled around and asked. "When did you get here?" "A few seconds ago," she replied "I felt something—magic—during my last speech," I finished. "I didn't mention it to any of the Ozians and I think I may be especially sensitive to magic, but I don't know why. Not to mention—I also couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched." Elphaba frowned at me and Glinda shot anxious glances back and forth between Elphaba and me.
Elphaba and Glinda both exchanged a glance over the top of my head and I demanded, "What is going on?" Elphaba grabbed my wrist, clamped one hand over my mouth, and hissed, "C'mon." Glinda quickly followed the two of us. As soon as we were a safe distance away, Elphaba removed her hand from my mouth. "Are the two of you kidnapping me?" I asked. "No," Glinda said. "Elphie, what are we doing?" "The three of us are going to save Oz." Elphaba said darkly. I glared at her, not too thrilled that Elphaba had included me in saving Oz—I most certainly did not agree to this.