1872, London.

After the famous trip around the world Phileas had gone back to his normal life, almost. He wasn't spending all his time in Reform Club now, which noticed all the gentlemen there, including Fortescue. But Fogg was famous now, the newspapers still wrote about him, his current life, and he had changed a lot. Seeing how his friends, Abigail and Jean, had settled in a nice countryside house, Phileas couldn't help but a little lonely again. Of course, he was happy for them, but still.

That was untill one day he got a letter. It was from a famous artist, you. You were known in England for your beautiful paintings and portraits, no less, for your unique style and bold art decisions. You've heard about Phileas, his story intrigued you, you wanted him as your muse for once. You were stunned by his bravery and determination, which made you come up with a few ideas for beautiful canvas. So you decided to write him with that offer, hoping he'd take it.

The next day, the answer was sent: Phileas had agreed. Well, because why not? He had never got an offer like that and was curious about your work. All England talked about you, it was worth getting to know an artist like you. A week later, he was at your house door, waiting for you to open the door.