John Phoenix leaned back and sipped his coffee, reading the newspaper in his hands. A clock ticked quietly in the background. "I see England has voted to leave the European Union. Any thoughts, Uncle?" John Phoenix inquires. "I daresay the smaller EU countries will suffer; The UK was considered one of the big players and now some countries lose their safety nets" Phoenix responds. "I agree. Any country in debt will feel a huge blow. The countries who primarily trade with Great Britain suffer too".
Phoenix stands "Something needs to be done John Phoenix, I have a client to meet". John Phoenix puts down his newspaper, uncrosses his legs and grabs his coat. "I have a continent to save" he grumbles. While John Phoenix walked out the door he called Storm. "Hey Storm, You live in London. Can I live in England with you?" Storm immediately agrees. John Phoenix met Storm at the airport and they traveled together.
"Storm. Do you think we can do anything?" John Phoenix asks. Storm gives John Phoenix a long, hard look "I can only hope". Their plane touches down in Heathrow and after a brief stretch from the two of them, they head off into the hustle and bustle of London. Storm frowns when he can't see his luggage. "You go on to the hotel, John Phoenix. I need to find my spare clothes" Storm motions he'll be fine. John Phoenix pushes through the crowd and make his way towards their hotel.
"Welcome to the Gatewater Hotel!" the bellboy says. "Hey, don't I recognize you from a case a while back?" John Phoenix asked. "Ah yes sir, the Gatewater Hotel is a chain company, may I take your bags?" John Phoenix gives his details to the bellboy and retires to his room. John Phoenix sprawls out on his bed and tries to plan his next move; John Phoenix wonders if there's anyone he can talk to, any British people he knows...
Aha!
John Phoenix knocks on the door in front of him somebody looks through the eye-hole. "My dear attorney! How are you?" the man pulls the door open quickly. The first thing John Phoenix saw was a hat that seemed to double the size of his head. "Professor! Who's at the door?" a boy calls from inside. "John Phoenix" Layton replies with a twinkle in his eye. Soon John Phoenix was sitting on an armchair with a cup of tea in his hand. Small talk was ample as the two caught up with the others adventures.
"I suppose it's time I explain why I'm in England, professor" John Phoenix ventures. "Yes, yes, now that the pleasantries are out of the way I guess we must" Layton replies quickly. "The thing is... I'm here about England leaving the EU" John Phoenix says quickly. Layton sighs "I understand you see this as a problem, but Great Britain makes its own choices". "Well here's a puzzle Layton" John Phoenix starts "What happens to a countries people when they're in poverty". Hershel Laytons face darkens considerably.
"What would you suggest, Attorney?" flames flickers in the hearth. "I wish to converse with the prime minister and convince him to stay in the EU" John Phoenix says straight-faced. "And if he refuses?" Layton says in a low voice. John Phoenix is sweating "We'll cross that bridge when we get there".
Laytons face remains neutral for a few moments before he quietly says "I'm not some fool that goes against the crown John Phoenix. A true gentleman wouldn't chase the Prime Minister and subvert their homeland". A clock chimes in the background signalling 12 o'clock. "I believe it's time you go home, old accomplice" Layton says slowly.