Their next stop was a pottery studio where you could make your own vase. This was a three-stop destination. After you made the vase you had to wait a week to come back and glaze it and then wait again to pick it up because of all the firing time required.
This didn't faze Hazel in the slightest. In fact, she was delighted.
"Ooh, I love pottery! I took a couple of ceramics classes even though I never really got into it as a career because I prefer drawing and painting but this is awesome!"
Will was pleased he had made the right choice of date destination. "I thought you might like it."
Suddenly something occurred to her and she looked at him skeptically. "Do you know anything about pottery?"
"No, but how hard could it be?"
Very hard. It was very hard. He couldn't even get his stupid clay to center while Hazel was already shaping a lovely vase. She had moved onto using tools to carve patterns into it as the pottery wheel spun before she noticed he was stuck.
