Slowly he moved over to Elphaba, an evil glint in his eyes. He would never hurt her, but that didn't mean he couldn't have some fun with her. Moving his hand to the back of her neck, he ran his hands up into her ebony locks. With his free hand he drew his razor, pressing the blade to her throat. Not hard enough to cause any damage but enough for her to feel the pressure.
"Ah,but ladies have hair else where. Besides, I've always heard a lady likes a nice leg shave."