He knew all the lines for everyone, for every performance being produced. He was among the first people who joined the Orchestra. He felt like a walking library. He even started talking to people by quoting great lines in literature as a response to every question, situation, or event. Those who did not know his profession were impressed, those who knew him shortly, got annoyed. Being there all the time, listening to lines spoken or sung many times, often in different timbre of voice, speed, or emphasis, made him willing to do something with his skills. He had read someplace about absolute pitch. Apparently, children are born with perfect pitch, but after being exposed to the same words pronounced differently by their parents, family members, and friends, they loose this ability and pay attention to the meaning of words rather than the pitch. Emiliano began feeling both lost and motivated to direct his own productions. But his vision was melted by his perfect memory. What he proposed was considered a set of highlights from various performances. He was too perfect.