My inmate, Elphaba Thropp, needs a job, and she said some bloke called John Smith said there were openings with you lot. So can I confirm that that'll happen?

[Spike is full-sized again and very glad to be able abuse his favorite substances without needing an ID he didn't have. And be big enough that half a glass doesn't make him tipsy. Still, the port did teach him some things about his inmate, and it's time to get more active in his wardening.]

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If I trip over another bough of holly, someone's bloody hall is going to get decked.

[Spike is not overflowing with Christmas spirit.]

So, Elphaba, turns out I'm to be your Warden.

Are you in your cabin?

Well, that went a lot better than the last forced musical I was in. No casualties from this one?

( Private to Blair. )