"A woman of many talents," he says with a pleased smile. He crawls over to the wall, looking at her sketches.

"These are brilliant. Arthur will never let me hang any of his up. Maybe..." He glances at her with a thoughtful frown, then the smile returns to his face a second later. "Maybe you could draw him for me? So I could have something on my wall? I know it's terribly selfish of me to ask you, so feel free to say no."