[There's a snort of a laugh, almost like Sharkbait laughter. Seems Will approves of this method. It's nonviolent and although it could spark some horrible paranoia...he figures that'll clear up soon enough. Really, that's the perfect way to get back at him. No one is gravely injured, burned, scarred, or otherwise physically altered, and the truth will come out to relief and, perhaps, disbelief in the form of a sigh or pinched nose or rolled eyes.

If the truth doesn't come out soon enough, Will may help it along. But only out of concern. For now? Should be fine.]

That'll do the trick. Knowledge is power and all. [He leans up to take a sip of the good stuff, head falling back with a sigh.] Suppose this is where I apologize to you, huh? For...he's one of my people. White did what he did, I blame him fully for that, don't get me wrong. But if Frederick won't take apologize or take responsibility, then.

[Leaves that to Will. To do it in his stead. At least Jeff isn't going to torture and finally kill him.]

Sorry.