COME ON! Are you telling me this is the one day of my life I can somehow get away with anything? I was a fugitive back in Oz! I couldn't show my face anywhere without someone screaming blue murder and calling in the troops! In this world, I'm the single greatest champion that the Deviant Nations have ever known: I – am – your –mortal – enemy – for Lurline's sake! In the last few months, you people were more than happy to try and shoot me, stab me, fry me alive with magic or throw me through a portal; WHY THE HELL CAN'T YOU BE BOTHERED NOW?
—Elphaba, The Land of What Might-Have-Been
