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Sunuva- bitch.

[ The camera goes all screwy as Jesse pushes himself up, sits back on his knees and sweeps his hands off on each other. He doesn't seem to notice the camera's even on as he paws at himself and finally stands, swearing a few times under his breath as he does. Idly beats some gravel off his jeans. He sounds dumbfounded when he finally speaks again. ] I'm back here.

[ And the camera turns with him, a few confused steps before he throws his arms out to both sides, an irritated kind of shrug. ] I'm back- here. [ And his hand raises again, so he can first tap a finger against the screen, and then slap an angry palm against it a few times. He repeats, ] Sunuvabitch.

[ Then he finally fiddles with the buttons, intending to turn on the communicator, but, ] oh, [ it's already on. ] Ya wanna clue me in here? [ He glances around the area. ] Yo, anyone still out there?

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It's worth a shot.

[He was holding out his own hand for a handshake, and just kind of stares at Jesse's hand confusedly, wondering what he's going for, here.]

[ Jesse doesn't move his hand, just looks between it and Meyer and wiggles it a little. ] Yo, ya tap it. [ He demonstrates, with his other fist. ]

[That's certainly an interesting custom. Whatever happened to just shaking hands? Oh well, he gives Jesse a little fistbump just the same, feeling utterly ridiculous.]

That's... different.

Ain't really. Guess they don't got that back in your day, huh?

Not as far as I know, but it's possible I'm out of touch with current trends.

Time to get with the times, time to get some good street cred here. That, uh. [ And he tugs a little at his own leather jacket, regards Meyer with a bit of a scratch on his nose. ] That outfit? Ain't really workin' it for ya.

Yeah? What would you suggest?

[It's just jeans and a t-shirt. What could possibly be wrong with that?]

I can't wear my suit everywhere, as much as I'd like to.

Ay, you gotta suit? [ Of course he's got a suit, Jesse, have you never read a history book in your life - ] Rockin' the OG, man, ya oughta do it more often. Know there ain't much room for clothes choice 'round here.

I'm saving the suit for the nights we're running the poker game. I'd like to keep it looking nice.

[If only he had more suits. He can't stand these 'modern' clothes.]

Right on, I can get behind that.

Gotta couple'a jackets back at my place. Ain't like I'm gonna wear 'em. Ya want?

That depends on what they look like.

Man, I don't know, they look like suits. [ Like he knows anything about suits. ] Ya can check 'em out some time if you wanna.

[ Man, Meyer, though, you are gonna owe him. ]

Yeah, I'd appreciate that.

[He's not innocent enough to think that that kind of offer would come without expecting a favor in return.]

You think they'd fit me?

[He's also not unaware of the fact that he's short with extremely broad shoulders. That can make finding jackets that fit difficult.]

Hell if I know. Don't fit me right. [ And he shrugs his shoulders, pulls at his jacket a little to show off some more that, yeah, he is a scrawny kind of bit of a thing. ] Can't know until ya try, right?

Sure, I can try them. Maybe when I come over to get my chemistry lessons.

[That's what he's going to call them now. It sounds a little more dignified than "lessons in how to make drugs."]

[ Jesse kind of smirks at the irony. He, however, scarcely knows what acting dignified's like. ] Hell yeah, bitch, school's in session and Mr. Pinkman's ready to teach the hell outta you.

[ He's a regular Mr. White. Except not fucking insane. But at least teaching Meyer isn't gonna be anything so nerve-shattering as teaching the goddamn cartel. ]

[And Meyer's a quick learner, but he's not going to brag about it, so Jesse'll just have to find it out for himself.]

Like I said, it's been a long time since I've been in school, but I don't recall any of my teachers telling me they'd "teach the hell outta me." I might've stayed in school longer if they did.

[ Jesse leans in a little, points to Meyer and says a bit smugly, ] That's cuz ya ain't ever had Mr. Pinkman before. Shit's a whole new world, my friend, so get ready for the magic fuckin' carpet ride.

[An amused smile.]

I'll make sure to prepare myself for just that.

Right on. [ He grins a little before it slips off his face. ] All right. I'm gonna bounce. [ And he points to Meyer again, wiggling his finger in his direction. ] Pseudo. Alright?

Yeah, I remember.

[He nods and slips his notebook back into his pocket.]

See you around.

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