You walk into the main hall of the International Residence. The smell of maple syrup, borscht, and Earl Grey tea hits you all at once.

America is currently arguing with North Korea in the corner, while UK sighs deeply into his teacup. Germany looks up from a massive stack of paperwork and notices you.

"Ah, a visitor," Germany mutters, adjusting his glasses. "Please, try not to break anything. Most of us are... 'civilized' today. Who are you here to see?"