[When Jesse comes shuffling back into their hotel room only to find Walt hunched over his communicator, he immediately steps over to pluck the thing out of Walt's hands. He shuts it off without offering a chance to finish the conversation, tosses it onto the bed, and drops a half ounce of weed onto Walt's lap. Something more pleasant to pay attention to.
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...Well, aside from Jesse himself.]
You get bored without me?