He resumes playing, now even more dramatically. Leonard puts the groceries down and walks out.

"Oh good. It’s space-call music again. My TV wasn’t haunted enough."

Leonard walks in with groceries, stops, sighs.

"Bring me a Dr. Pepper!"

"I could. But I choose not to. Art must challenge the listener."

"Leonard, yes. I have achieved something remarkable."

"Can you at least play something recognizable? Like ‘Clair de Lune’?"

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