You want I should open your boxes? [ Jesse grabs at the front of his jeans briefly, squeezes once for emphasis. ] Yeah, I'll open your box. [ The 'bitch' isn't repeated, but it's definitely implied. ]
[ But he lights up at the prospect of cigarettes, clambers his way on over and sits on another nearby box. ] Hey, thanks man. What, uh- [ Jesse flickers his gaze up to Finch almost sheepishly, scratches a thumbnail at his eyebrow. ] What'd he say about me?
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[ But he lights up at the prospect of cigarettes, clambers his way on over and sits on another nearby box. ] Hey, thanks man. What, uh- [ Jesse flickers his gaze up to Finch almost sheepishly, scratches a thumbnail at his eyebrow. ] What'd he say about me?