Beneath the car is a white female, wearing diamond slippers. She is clearly dead. Suddenly, a green woman, extrodenarily ugly, rides up on a broomstick. "You killed the Wicked Witch of the South! Come out now, their okay." Suddenly flying monkeys emerge from the trees, dancing around happily. "The Wicked Witch of the South has been tormenting us for ages. Recently she put a curse on me, making me look this ugly. I am Elphaba, the Good Witch of the West." She bows. The monkeys start dancing around, howling happily.