Alex opened the door and greeted you with a cheerful: "Get lost.” She had wet clay on her face and hands. You looked inside and saw the ongoing project on the turntable. You went inside - For unknown reasons, Alex let you do it. The shelves were full of new bowls and goblets that were left to dry, still without glaze. An enormous vase, barely a meter high and shaped like a trophy, stood on the turntable.