[ Anyone see him? Daryl makes a face that screams 'what the hell are you talking about?' and looks over his shoulder himself as though he's missing something. Nope, just the dregs of urban civilization (as though Daryl can talk) eating their pancakes. He wishes he could still smoke in here and considers lighting up anyway. Who'd have the nerve tell him to stop? No one, if Merle was here, too. ]
Followed? Shit, how high are you?
[ Judging from the way Jesse is twitching and fidgeting, very. Daryl doesn't spook easy and he saw Pinkman's house the last time he'd picked Merle up. The place was a wreck, the party insane. The kid must just be on a bender and tweaking out. Maybe that's why he'd called Daryl - to take him home. Meth has made stranger things happen. ]
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Followed? Shit, how high are you?
[ Judging from the way Jesse is twitching and fidgeting, very. Daryl doesn't spook easy and he saw Pinkman's house the last time he'd picked Merle up. The place was a wreck, the party insane. The kid must just be on a bender and tweaking out. Maybe that's why he'd called Daryl - to take him home. Meth has made stranger things happen. ]
'Course I wasn't followed. Who'd follow me?