Pippa knew it wasn't solely her methods the man objected to, but her work ethic and even on some levels, her subject matter. Shaking her head and patting his forearm, Pippa shrugged her shoulders against Rory's back. "It's not what he taught me to do and I suppose on some levels I agree with him. Any idiot can pour flux into a mold and wait for it to cool off. There isn't any artistic merit in that."

There was a great deal of science involved, however. She mixed her own silica combinations and handled the coloring chemicals in her own unique method, she certainly created the castings and molds herself, nothing here was prefabricated. Pippa also, as always, sells herself short.

"We've always argued with each other, Ro. It's nothing new." Sometimes she even enjoys screaming back at the old man and having him retort with a litany of heated Italian.