Glinda nearly missed it, but then - who could miss that Elphie-hunch and the typical inelegant stomp of her feet - hell, had she not practiced at all? All these hours of practicing and teaching her, and the moment she had snuck out of Glinda's care -<em>wham</em>! They'd have to have a talk about that, for sure!<br/><br/>Oh well, Glinda thought, congratulating herself secretly for her patience - all this: later. Right now it was time to see Elphie again. She hopped off the grotesque and made her way after her once-friend. She'd actually have<em>loved</em>to take a peek at the secret lover, but Elphaba was in such a rush, Glinda might just lose her. This was also not the kind of speed suitable for a lady! It seemed her pawn had forgotten everything she had once been taught and they were back to zero. How frustrating.<br/><br/>She hurried out the door and by the time she got there, Elphaba was merely a black ghost, hunched and hasting towards the end of the street. It was a disaster - at this rate, Glinda would get all sweaty and unpretty, if she tried to keep up with such pace! Plus, where on earth was that woman headed? For all Glinda knew, there was nothing worthwhile at that end of Emerald city - the area got increasingly more shady, people got fewer and seemingly darker. However, on futher reflection, she needn't be surprised: Elphie had always fancied deserted places and who could blame her with all the prejudice going on at Shiz and all that came out of it to populate the Emerald City?<br/><br/>Yet, there was still the problem of catching up with her without looking like a monkey on fire. She'd get all puffy and red-faced and altogether<em>unprettified</em>and she need not have that. But - "ah!" (and she did exclaim this sound to the utter surprise of those around her, which didn't bother her) - there was still the bubble! The one spell that never failed her - as opposed to nearly all the others. She mounted a pretty purple one and - surely nobody would notice being followed by a giant bubble - set to chase Elphaba. It also had the neat side effect of avoiding those puddles and other things that seemed to increase the further Elphie ventured into the darker parts of the city. It would only put Glinda's shoes and skirt in danger of dirtification and that would have been so very unnecessary. True, she could have called out to Elphaba and made herself known right now, but now there also was a certain curiosity within Glinda as to where Elphie was headed, how she made her home and maybe what business she was enraptured in. There would be plenty of time to say hello later (or so she hoped).