Katherine's eyes sparkled as she admired the delicate craftsmanship of the glass figurines before her.
"These are beautiful, Zamir!" she exclaimed, gently tracing a finger over the smooth surface. "I remember you saying you weren't good with glasswork."
Zamir snorted, scratching the back of his head. "I wasn't. Still not, honestly. But after shattering a few hundred pieces, I figured out how not to."
Katherine grinned. "Trial and error?"
"Mostly error." He picked up one of the figurines and squinted at it. "There was a lot of screaming involved. And maybe some mild existential crises."
She laughed. "Still, these are incredible! I had no idea you could work with glass."
Zamir placed the figurine down with exaggerated caution. "Technically speaking, I still can't. That's why I started experimenting with glass-like materials that don't break. You call it plastic, right?"
Katherine gasped. "You made plastic?! That's incredible! How?"
