The Emerald City and the Great Oz.
“Well, this is interesting,” said the formally dressed youngish man who suddenly appeared in the middle of a large emerald hued room.
As he looked around, he could see it was some kind of audience hall.
“The green is very soothing, I must say,” the man commented to himself.
Curious, he began to walk around, looking at all the green trappings closely.
“I’ve never been here before,” he said, as he took off his top hat, which seemed to be green and wiped his brow with a large silk handkerchief, also green.
“Very few people have, whatever your name is,” said a booming voice that seemed to come from a green curtain in front of him.
“Marvelous Melnish, at your service,” the time travelling magician said with a bow at the curtain.
“If you don’t have an appointment, be gone! I’m expecting some people who do have one!”
Melnish found the voice very familiar. So much so, that he stepped closer to the curtain and opened it a crack.
“Do not look behind the curtain! For I am…”
“The Great Oz,” finished Melnish.
The magician was about to ask more questions, but turned at the sound of approaching footsteps. He quickly slipped behind the curtain to hide and watch a master at work.
As Melnish had expected, he heard the voices of Dorothy, The Tin Man and the Scarecrow. Why he even heard Toto! He knew at some point, and soon, the curtain would be swept back, when Oz denied them their wishes.
He bent toward the great man and whispered something in his ear. The man brightened and nodded vigorously. Just as he finished, Melnish felt himself beginning to fade.
“Remember the plan, and everyone will get home eventually,” he told Oz before he faded away entirely.