[ WP ] You are a mapmaker , part of a secret order of mapmakers who have been inciting wars and rebellion for centuries in order to stay in business updating maps .

I look up from my computer at the sound of the door sliding open. 
 
 `` Oh it's you Hanna. Welcome back.'' 
 
 `` Hey there Erik, are you the only one in today?'' she asks as she hangs her heavy overcoat on her chair. 
 
 `` Yeah, the others left for their overseas assignments. In fact I'm leaving tomorrow myself, just wanted to stay and polish up a few things.'' I say. `` Nice job in Russia by the way,'' I tell her, the results of Hanna's work plays on a small television set in the corner of our cramped office, an `` exclusive'' news report on the ongoing Russian crisis. 
 
 `` It was nothing, they were itching for a reason to go to war for ages, I barely had to do anything. So, what are you working on?'' she comes over to my desk and peers at my screen. 
 
 `` Oh, its nothing much, just a minor change in North American geography,'' I tell her. `` How long more until you have to submit the new design?'' I ask her. 
 
 `` Oh, I have plenty of time, it will take a few more weeks until they officially set new borders.'' she casually replies. `` This does n't look like a minor change,'' she squints at my proposed changes to the world map. 
 
 `` Management gave me a long timeframe for this one, I have 8 months,'' 
 
 `` Still, the annexation of Canada is a pretty big deal.'' 
 
 `` Do n't worry, half the Senate is on our payroll, and my meeting with the President next week will undoubtedly be very *fruitful*. We're mapmakers after all, this is what we do.''
