Hamilton was writing at his desk, when the room swaps under him, to a modern living room… Odysseus was talking to Polites, before he was teleported to the same room as Hamilton.

Meanwhile with the wives,

Penelope was playing her harp, sitting on her wedding bed, in extreme focus on her playing, when the room swaps to a more modern dining room. She looks over to her side, and sees Eliza standing there, just as confused as she was. “Ah, greetings! I am Queen Penelope of Ithaca… you are?” Penelope introduces herself to Eliza with a kind gaze, and a smile on her face. She was nothing like King George, or Queen Charlotte… “Me..? Oh, I’m Elizabeth Hamilton… However, I do go by Eliza… Your name is elegant and graceful, just as you yourself are…” Eliza replied, introducing herself as well.

Meanwhile, with the sons.

Phillip was playing the violin, when he was teleported to a spacious recording studio, with Telemachus. He looks over to Telemachus with a smile. “Hi! My names Phillip! I’m a poet! You are..?”