"I am assuming you are at the piano."
"Excuse me, who is this?"
"My name is not important," they rushed on, as if fearing I would interupt. "I am a friend that cares. Are you at the piano?"
"Yes. But it would make me feel better if you told me who you are."
"Just play what I do." Haunting piano notes filled the line.
It stopped. "Now write it down."
"Huh? I mean..pardon? What do you mean, sir?"
"What do the notes spell?"