“I hope he’ll give me a brain,” the Scarecrow stated.
“I’m still looking for a heart,” offered the Tin Man.
“And I really need some courage,” the Lion said.
Their group of four approached the Wizard’s castle. They knocked, and the gates opened wide. In the Wizard’s throne, though, they saw a most unexpected face.
“Who ... who are you?” Dorothy stammered.
The giant green dragon blew smoke out his nose. “The new Wizard,” it responded with a smile. “Now, about those requests of yours ...”