Before you knew it, it was Monday again. Quigley and I apologized, and we were all in Izzy and Violet's dorm, trying to figure out what to do to get Carmelita out of jail.

You know how you're just sitting around one day, and a random idea pops into your head? That's what happened to me. I was surprised at myself even as I said it.

"I've got it!" I said. "I could, like, write an ad to put in the newspaper for a vote to be taken at Town Hall next Friday. We'll need preparations. Violet, you get permission from Nero to leave campus that day, and Isadora, Quigley and Sunny too. Quigley and Sunny, I'll give you money to buy about one-hundred fifty candy bars. Isadora, you'll be there to take votes, and Klaus, right now I need you to go online and find out the number of the newspaper."

Isadora was shocked. "Wow, Duncan," she said. "I never knew you had it in you." "Well I do," I said. Klaus nodded and said, "Violet, can I use your laptop?" She nodded and handed it to him.

I'm telling you, the guy types as fast as Carmelita can say cakesniffer. In seconds, he was at the website of the Daily Punctilio. "Er, don't use that publication," I said. "They always get everything wrong. Use the Daily Cheetah."

Don't ask me who came up with that name. But Klaus found it quickly, and used his cell phone to call. In the meantime, I was typing up the ad and printing it out. After reading it off over Klaus's phone, the woman said, "All right." Klaus was saying, "Yes, in next Monday's paper. Six dollars? I think we can manage that. No, no! Six dollars is perfectly fine."

Then he turned to me. "Where do you want it?" I thought a moment. "Probably not the Classifieds, because people might not pay it much attention there. Do you think it could be somewhere on the front page?"

"The front page?" Klaus asked. I nodded. "Ask." Klaus said, "Is it possible to be placed on the front page?" There was some more talking on the other end, and Klaus turned to me again. "For an extra fee of three dollars," he said.

I sighed. "All right." Klaus told the woman on the other end yes, and the woman must have said, "Okay, expect it there next Monday," because Klaus said, "Yes, thank you," and hung up.

If you're wondering what the ad said, here's what it said: How many of you decent citizens would just love to see an innocent seventeen-year-old go to prison for being accused of black-marketing illegal drugs? How many of you are distressed by this and want to stop it before she is convicted? If you care enough, vote at Town Hall this Friday. First one-hundred fifty voters will receive a free candy bar! Hurry up and make your plans to vote at Town Hall this Friday to save Carmelita Spats from being convicted of a falsely accused crime. Written by Duncan Quagmire.

"Great job," Violet said, smiling at me. Man, I wish she'd give me that same smile everyday. "Thanks," I said. "I hope it works."

"If it was thought up by a Quagmire, it'll definitely work," Quigley said. Isadora nodded, and all that I could think was, If this doesn't work, I'll have to kill myself.