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"Ummm... True?" I guessed. The room was nearly silent accept for the dissappointed mumblings of Brittany. "That's correct!" said the announcer annoyingly, "You receive 200 llama points and a happy neighbor card. Now on to Betsey... What is the average ground speed of a Bactrian Camel under optimal environmental conditions on July 28th in the Kalahari Desert over a 5 mile stretch of mild dunes?" The audience gasped in some sort of unauthentic surprise while Brittany stood smiling, obviously aware of the answer. I watched as Betsey began to sweat, and cringed when she began to produce a foul body odor. "I... uh... grape?" she answered. "Noooo.... sorry, I'm afraid the answer was 'The speed depends on both the condition and age of the camel, and using both these variables we can represent a multivariable and differentiable equation of the mean magnitude of the camel's velocity.'" After speaking, the announcer pulled off his toupee revealing his identity to be none other than the great Jeremy himself! I gasped as he pulled out a large laser gun and completely vaporized Betsey. "Ha ha! I've been wanting to do that for quite a while now," he said triumphantly. Then he cleared his throat, and replaced his toupee. "Now on to the Super Llama Challenge!" Nearly wetting myself in fear, I needed to make a quick decision. Should I run like a madman to avoid a fate of vaporization, or should I stay and defeat Brittany in a heroic challenge of wits?