Glinda had all but stopped in her tracks to look up at the sky in wonder. How could it be raining indoors? Storms like this hadn't been uncommon in Munchkinland or the Southern lands such as Quaddling County when she'd visited them and there had been many a grey and damp afternoon at Shiz. But it seemed like so long ago that she'd seen rain like this.

Far from shrieking about the state her dress was going to get into and worrying for the curls that were set into her hair, a wide smile broke out across her face and a small peal of giggling broke free despite her best attempts of composure.

"It's raining!" She announced gleefully, possibly all too obviously given that they were both getting soaked. The witch held out her hands and laughed at the water pooling inside it. Oh Elphaba would be a sour sour woman if she could see this, hiding under that umbrella of hers and scowling at every drop that touched her skin. Even with the memories of the undoubtedly aquaphobic witch bringing a lump to her throat, Glinda wasted no time in gathering a handful of the front her her gown and running toward where the rainfall was the thickest with a squeal of laughter. Most unladylike but she could feel bad about that later.