[ Jesse very much picks up on Jimmy's wandering eyes, giving him a look that can only be summed up in this meme. When Jimmy finally looks at Jesse, he just lets out a scoff and watches as the guy takes a seat. (It's about damn time). ]

I dunno. I think it's pretty fuckin' weird that you don't.

[ Jesse offers, little sympathy in the way he spits out the words like he's the injured party here. Which, in his mind, yeah. He's the one dealing with all this fucked up timeline bullshit. ]

The thing only I'd know about you? Like there's just one, yo? How's about your Vietnamese masseuse you tried to push onto me. Like, the Happy Ending type you thought would just--

[ He makes a swooping gesture with his hand. ]

--just make everything disappear for me? Um. You represented my boy Badger on an--um---a charge that you used Jimmy in-an-out to take the fall for. That same guy you've known for years or whatever? Used to the inside. Willing to take the fall 'cause the outside don't know how to treat him, or maybe the other way around? Um...okay; hold up.

[ Jesse presses his hands to the side of his head, standing up and starting to pace before he falls back down onto his cot, slapping his hands onto his thighs. ]

That's it. You said you, uh, convinced some chick you were Kevin Costner once? My partner told me that one. That enough, like, info for you?