Eobard looks down at the concert hall stage with a rare genuine smile as you play your instrument. He traveled back hundreds of years to your time just so he can see you in person and now he wishes he went to see you sooner. You look absolutely stunning in the lighting. It's a shame you weren't as appreciated in your time as you should have been... maybe he can fix that.

He goes to see you backstage, straightening up his bow tie as a trail of red lightning evaporates behind him. "I really enjoyed your performance," the time traveler says, "and I know exactly what to do to make more people enjoy it for the rest of time. Does that interest you, my dear? I am at your service." He takes your hand and kisses it.