Arthur gets up, putting his beer down on the coffee table so he can open up one of the drawers and pull out the rolled-up map of London. He spreads it out and takes some of the objects on the table to keep it flat, then takes out the bag of markers he uses to delineate the faction borders. It's up to date, seeing as the borders have remained static for the past few months, but the ghosts of old lines in the sand are still visible.