She stood and walked around the room, not really paying attention to the surroundings.  She just couldnt sit still.<br/><br/>"I can sight read.  I have perfect pitch." She told him, and sang a scale.  She had never had any serious vocal training, but the piano she had spent years learning.<br/><br/>"I have had piano lessons since I was four." She said, "my father plays, I went to ballet and piano lessons" she sighed, "singing wasnt a serious pastime" she told him, walking back to him, watching him.<br/><br/>