Sunshine isn't sure if she should be annoyed or grudgingly impressed by his various satchels and parchments. He's really gone all out, hasn't he? She cranes her neck a little to see if he has a combox or some other glaringly modern bit of technology tucked away in there, but she doesn't see much - and nothing modern - before he's unrolling one of the aforementioned parchments.

Her first thought upon seeing it is, bullshit, but she still leans in, giving it a closer examination than it deserves. It doesn't look like anything she's seen before, but she's willing to buy that there might be some weird little island somewhere that matches the map. Once she spots the mountains, though, and gets a better sense of the supposed scale of the thing, her bullshit klaxons start sounding once again. She doesn't have to be a five-time geography bee champion to know there is no continent shaped like that on Earth, and the chances of her not recognizing a single city name on any given continent is nil. What in the hell is he playing at?

"If this is some kind of candid camera thing," she warns, lifting her eyes to glare at him, "I'm not signing any release forms."