[ Jesse offers his lighter over, rolling his eyes. ] Fuckin' jesus, it's like high school. Yeah, alright, whatever. I ain't gonna promise I wouldn't get mad if I knew, but. Don't pick on him, alright? Play nicely, motherfucker, we ain't gonna give you cooties. [ And he nudges Pinkman with his elbow. It's friendly, he doesn't care so much, as long as nobody's hurting anybody else. And he very much doubts Pinkman intends to hurt anybody on purpose. ]