Ah, if Glinda had one feature that anyone could easily pick out of a crowd of springy blonds wearing flowing gowns and sparkling tiaras it would be her voice. Her high, ear-piercing, bubbly and (above all)<em>loud</em>voice. Elphaba had always been sure that if Glinda had tried she could have easily shattered crystal with it, and probably a few eardrums as well.<br/><br/>Elphaba sprung into action at once, leaping to the air-headed blond before she began to shrill and clapped a smooth green hand over Glinda's (wide) mouth while darting paranoid looks, peering out the dust-caked window for any wandering passerby.<br/>If she was lucky, maybe anyone who might be hidden away in this place, like Elphaba herself, would think that the screeching sounds coming out of the old building was just some pitiful she-cat in the throes of her heat.  It certainly sounded a lot like that to the green woman right now.<br/><br/>Next, when the silence was regained, she knelt and was able to still reach the short witch's ear and hissed. "Will you please be quiet? Your voice is enough to wake Lurline herself!"