The next morning, Galinda awoke with a throbbing headache. Her head lay heavily on her pillow. Well. It should be hers. It didn't smell like its usual sweet scent of berries. It didn't smell like anything. She opened one eye, the brightness of day making her squint, but she kept that one eye open. She was facing a wall. She was lying on her right side, so she should be facing Elphaba's bed. She opened her other eye and rose slowly, her head still heavy. Plain grey sheets fell off her shoulder and she fell as lightly as she could onto the white pillow. She was in Elphaba's bed. Why? The previous nights memories hit her and her head ached even more. Oh Galinda. What in Oz have you done?

You told her the truth, that's what you did, you silly girl. She rubbed the side of her head with her fingers, attempting to ease the pain. She sat up and studied the room. On the floor beside her was an empty bowl and in the chair in the corner was Elphaba, covered by a blanket. She was luckily still asleep. Clambering out of bed, she proceeded to the advanced to the bathroom and shut the door behind her.

This woke Elphaba up. Stretching, she climbed awkwardly off the chair. Her neck and back were stiff. Quickly folding away the blanket, she pushed it under her bed and collected the luckily empty bowl. She pushed it onto the top of her wardrobe, pulled on her dressing gown and sat on the end her own bed. It was a couple of minutes until Galinda appeared in the doorway from the bathroom and they gave each other an awkward look.

"Hi…" Galinda said, breaking the silence.

"Good morning…" Elphaba replied, watching Galinda sit back on the other end of the bed.

Galinda sighed. "Sorry. About last night. I, uh…"

"It's okay."

"Look, Elphi- Elphaba," she corrected, "I just want you to understand that last night I was under the influence of alcohol, and I can say some bizarre things when I've been drinking…" she looked at the floor.

"I think you should just take it easy today. You didn't want to sleep in your own bed, you were afraid you were going to be sick on the covers so I let you have mine."

"Elphaba, you could've slept on mine, you know."
"Well I know you probably wouldn't have wanted me on your bed anyway and I didn't want to be a nonsense."

Galinda squeezed the bridge of her nose and shut her eyes. She didn't know what else to say to Elphaba about what happened. She didn't want to think about it, but no matter how hard she tried to push the memories out, they forced their way back in. The shocking thing was that Galinda wasn't ashamed to admit she had enjoyed her (slightly more than) tender moment with Elphaba. '…quite nearly in love…'! What had she said? Why was it that Intoxicated-Galinda always knew herself better than Normal-Galinda? It didn't make sense.

She lowered her hands, raised her head and said "Elphaba. I want to make it clear that last night, what I said…"

She sighed. "What I mean is…" she grew slightly irritated with herself but tried again, "What I am trying to say is that last night-"

"—you told the truth about your feelings for me…?"

"Yes… and the slightly worrying thing is, is that I'm sure it's not an infatuation. It was just after the other night it just blew a few things open," she paused "I feel secure when I'm around you, Elphie."

Galinda attempted to avoid eye contact with the green girl.

Elphaba had no idea what to think. The most beautiful girl at the University had a crush on her. Green, anti-social, unattractive her. "Galinda, you must understand that I am very flattered, but surely you have the wrong person. I mean, this is I we are talking about. If you're seen even within a few metres of me you're looked at like you hold some kind of illness. And I'm... green."

Galinda smiled to the floor, "I happen to find that quality about you somewhat fascinating. But it's not that, Elphaba," she looked up and shifted closer to her, their arms touching. Turning to Elphaba and looking deep into her brown eyes she continued, "I think you're beautiful. For a start, your eyes are the most perfect shade of mahogany and I think those are… I think they're bewitching me…"

Elphaba's heart was pounding in her chest again and her vision was somewhat blurred. Although, Galinda's golden curled hair shone through like sun rays. They moved closer together, nearly cheek to cheek. Galinda again, moved forward and pressed her soft lips lightly onto Elphaba's own. Pulling back, Galinda had lowered her voice to a whisper and said "What is that woman teaching you in those seminars…?"

There was a knock at the door. Elphaba rose from her bed, placing the new book she was reading on the covers. She opened it, only to be greeted with the presence of Fiyero.

"Oh, it's you," she said bluntly.

"Ah. Terribly sorry. I must have the wrong room. Pardon me," the lad said as he turned to walk away.

"If you're looking for Miss. Galinda, then you're looking in the correct place. However, after the state she came back in last night, I'm hesitant if I should allow you to see her or not."

A small voice called from inside the room, "Elphaba, don't be rude!"

Galinda soon appeared beside the green girl, fully washed and refreshed since the morning. "Besides, Elphaba, Fiyero did offer to walk me to my room, but I kindly refused, seeing as Pfannee and Shenshen were making their way back."

Elphaba made a face and padded to her bed and book, and continued to read, but kept an open ear on the conversation.

"I just came by to check if you were okay. You drank a rather large quantity of the punch last night so I was a little concerned for your safety. But I can see you made it back in one beautiful piece."

"Oh please." Elphaba murmured.

Galinda ignored her.

"Will I be seeing any more of you?" Fiyero asked rather intently.

It was at this Elphaba looked up, furrowing her eyebrows slightly.

"In lessons, certainly," Galinda stated, but saw the slight disappointment in Fiyero's expression, "but I'm sure we could remain close friends. It's just that, at current, I'm not..."

"Okay," Fiyero sighed, "I'm delighted you got back safely, although."

"You're too sweet," Galinda giggled.

The two of them soon said their goodbyes. Shutting the door, Galinda turned to Elphaba. She bit her bottom lip. "We're not going to speak of this to anyone?"

Elphaba nodded, "I think it's the best way, you understand that? I'm in no doubt certain you want to keep your social status."

Galinda moved to sit next to Elphaba and spoke, "Elphaba… I don't care. I just want to be with you. Being popular isn't everything. Obviously it helps, but if people don't understand what we have then…" she inhaled and breathed out quickly, "Then fine."

Elphaba took the blonde's hand and squeezed it.

"Thank you," she said.

Galinda smiled and rested her head on Elphaba's bony sholder.