Meiko blinked boredly, noticing the nominee box for the first time. Cabin leader? Wouldn't dad be the leader of the cabin? But she already knew the answer; yes and no. He does live in the camp, but it's supposed to be a demi-god to be the leader.
Her expression remaining bored, she picked up the dramatic-looking pen after admiring the leapord-print table cloth, writing Meiko Sakine on one of the papers, slipping it into the box. She was here for a long time, almost four years... plus, she can organize things well as well as parties.