This weird quirk I've tried to supress or hide...

[stopatakiss]

Ivy is hiding in the back of the restaurant.

She can't get the green off, and the black dress looks hideous (she thinks) over her stomach. She doesn't mind the black hair so much, it looks better against the green than her natural color would, but...

Well.

She doesn't know if this is the Inn's idea of a joke or what, but she HATES it.

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[this_minor_key]

Sue is not happy. She came downstairs only to find herself dressed in pink gown, her hair dyed an awful blond color and curled, and there are so many sparkles. There is lipstick on her lips and blush on her cheeks. On top of all that, what can only be described as a wand insists on being in one of her hands at all times.

Sue growls angrily to herself, walking into the restaurant only to freeze in her tracks and stare at... the Wicked Witch of the West?

"Holy Jesus, did a tornado suck up the Inn while I was asleep?"

[stopatakiss]

"I don't fucking know and I don't fucking care," 'Elphaba' groans. "I just want to get the green shit off."

[this_minor_key]

Sue recognizes the voice, of course. She adjusts the crown on the top of her blond curls and raises an eyebrow at The Wicked Witch of the West.

"...Ivy?"

[stopatakiss]

"I look ridiculous. I am ugly and frumpy and green. Please, for the love of anything that's still holy, don't look at me."