King Arthur: I am your whale.

Woman: Well, I didn't vote for you.

King Arthur: You don't vote for whales.

Woman: Well how'd you become a whale then?

[Angelic music plays... ]

King Arthur: The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering steem held aloft steem power from the bosom of the block chain, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry steem power. THAT is why I am your whale.

Dennis: [interrupting] Listen, strange women lyin' in reward pools distributin' steem is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive steem power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.