Whaleoil is enjoying his unlikely entry into the world of local gummint politics.
Our resident nocturnal treepisser will live to regret accusing Whale of stalking because every move the besotted binger makes is being observed by ten thousand eyes and every wobbly step he takes as he moves from one bar to another doing important council business is being reported to the smiling and insatiable Whale.
After the elections, Williams will be just a piece of Road Krill.
If Whale is not careful he'll find himself representing a whole gaggle of North Shorians. A fate far worse than three months in the slammer for contempt.