Tate wandered around Robert's studio while she waited. She had always been fascinated by the pottery wheel, and when she saw a partially-completed urn sitting on it, she decided have a closer look. Hopping onto the wheel's surface, she poked her head into the damp gray vessel. Just then, a woman entered the store with a small dog. Tate recognized him from a previous encounter, and was not at all anxious to meet him again. She leapt into the urn in an instant. |