I ran all the way back to Violet and Izzy's dorm, where Quigley and Sunny also were.
"Man, I never knew we had such insane neighbors," Violet said. "Cora-the girl down the hall-told us to go spit in a sewer, and serve it in a martini."
"Yolanda, the girl to the right of us, said the day she learns anything important is the day Popeye the Sailor Man smokes a cigarette," Izzy informed us.
"Ms. Benkley the secretary said that Nero is on medication and oughta stop feeding us stupid ideas," Quigley said.
"Ms. Belloque basically said the same thing as Yolanda, Isadora," Sunny said. "Except she used a different analogy. She said the day she learns anything is the day Nero reads a requisition form before he signs it."
We all laughed, and Violet said, "What'd you hear, Duncan?"
"I never thought Andrew and Brownley actually had brains," I said, "until the day I asked, until today. You won't believe who the principal is."
I told them. They were all shocked.
Klaus put a hand to his mouth. "It-it is," he started. "I should have known-"
"Oh my Lord," Isadora said. "I mean, if there's a principal, why him, of all of them?"
"Gosh," Quigley said. "That's more absurd than Nero himself being the principal."
"You're telling me," Klaus said. "I met some kid, Ollie Westin, and he told me the principal is au moi, which I didn't believe for half a second."
"That's only part of it," I informed them. "But you guys have been to my dorm before. You know how Andrew and Brownley have so many movies?"
They all nodded. "You'd think they were looters or something," Isadora said.
"Well, he's the one who sells them to them," I said bluntly.
"You're kidding?" Quigley said. I shook my head.
"Well, what really gets me is, why didn't we think of it before?" Klaus said.
"Because it was extremely unobvious," Violet told him.
"What do we do, though?" Isadora asked. "They didn't tell you where to find the man-I mean; we'd know where to find him any day, but a principal-y place."
"I could go squeeze it out of them," I said, starting for the door.
Violet grabbed my shoulder. "Wait," she said, a smile forming on her face. "I know exactly where we can find him," she said.
Yes, I'm not giving away the identity, not even in clues. Now I'm updating Josephine's Justice. Then probably Misfeelings and another. Enjoy!