[Having just finished a very large arrangement in the infamous center of camp (it's a heart shaped display of colored flowers, about seven feet high, with a note, 'To camp, from Beryl'), Ken is running around delivering flowers.
He looks pretty exhausted, but there is quite possibly a knock at your door.]
((ooc: the list is
here, please make sure your orders are on it, and ctrl+f your name to see if you got anything.))