|Title||Out of the Thin Air|
|Date||November the 14th, 1894|
Transcript: Dear brother, these holes in the thin air continue to pay dividends. I know not which musician you borrow your notes from, but if he has half the genius of the biologist I now observe, well ... then you are to be the Mozart of Columbia.
Location: On top of a wrecked piano in the Magical Melodies studio.