"I'm doing very well thank you. My daughter is a little bit crabby this morning, but I gave her some baby ibuprofen and she'll be fine," Elphaba told him.
Elphaba smiled at his comment about transport. "Is that so? Well, as a witch who has yet to find a quicker form of transportation, I must say that I am extremely jealous," she grinned at him as she put milk and in her tea cup, poured it and stirred it. "May I ask what your mode of transportation is?"