Out of breath, the Elf jogged into the hall where the booths were set-up. She looked around momentarily until she saw some familiar faces. Waving, she came over to Moka's booth. "Hey you two!" She nodded to Moka and Winston.<br/><br/>Smiling widely, she wrote her name down on the clipboard - leaving a elaborate-looking, cursive signature. It was hard to tell if it was in Elvish, or some other language. "I'm looking forward to another year of Drama! Maybe I can even help with the music, if I'm not too busy being the lead!" She flicked her braid over her shoulder, for show, and struck a dramatic pose. She let out a musical laugh afterwards. "Glad to work with you, as always, Moka!" Although Moka was the president of the club, Verena liked to think of herself as her assistant, second in command. She would always help the shy girl in a pinch.<br/><br/>She looked over her shoulder at the confrontation. "Hmm.. I don't recognize that student." She frowned and furrowed her brows. "Oh dear. I hope this doesn't get nasty.." She scooted behind the booth, looking for cover.