Master Geppetto anounced his successor.

As it turns out, Andrea and Giovanna spent the past 4 years fucking each other when they should have been fucking Master Geppetto. He had named one Isabel Mazzaferro. A cute, if mousy, black-haired thing with average grades. But she was a faithful attendee of every one of the Master's "office hours", something both Giovanna and Andrea considered themselves too good for.

Andrea went back inside and wordlessly handed the paper to Giovanna, who at that point was rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. They both got dressed, neither saying a word, and went their separate ways.

They graduated a couple months later, and their careers took very different paths. Andrea began experimenting with economies of scale, and quickly made the discovery that costs of shipping and labor in regards to furniture could be drastically reduced if they were packaged as separate stacked pieces of particle board, or "flats" and assembled by the customer. She started her business, which she dubbed "Ikea", and was soon the richest, most feared woman in all the furniture business.

Giovanna, meanwhile, was simply happy to continue her art. She developed a cult following among fellow wood-carvers, but never being one for self-promotion or networking, flew beneath the radar of would-be patrons.

In fact, the only customer who paid her what her work was worth was... Andrea.