Glinda snuck closer to the column, taking care that her heels wouldn't make too much sound. What was Elphie up to? Maybe she was meeting someone in that alcove and having a little rendezvous? After all the popularity training, Glinda had given her, maybe the effort was finally bearing fruit? In that case, it would be entirely inappropriate to disturb Elphie and ruin the fun.<br/><br/>Glinda settled for waiting. Her feet were tired anyway and - to her luck - there was a lonely stone grotesque sitting in the corner that she could easily sit upon. She patted the poor creature on the head and took her seat. It was dreadfully ugly. Glinda sighed, took off her shawl and draped it around the stone creature's neck. -Not perfect, but much, much better.- Then she proceeded to look around for the secret lover, but when Elphie didn't come out for a while, she figured he, she or it was already in there - and she couldn't help it but giggle to herself - who'd have known Elphie would develop a passion for more public places? Ah-- over they were, the sweet innocent days of childhood. And now that she was thinking about it - what<em>did</em>Elphaba look like naked? A year of sharing a room with her and yet she had never seen that woman show---oh riiight! The water. And the oil. How easily such little habits got forgotten!