LATER THAT SAME EVENING:
"Trevor... Your still banned."
"What about these two?" Trevor said, seeing a fist fight between Josef of Minute Men, and a unnamed other man.
"Whoever wins, gets banned." Janet the bartender replied, deadpan.
Trevor, looking annoyed, grabs the man fighting Josef and smashes his face against the bar counter, assumably killing him, making other costumers cheer drunkenly. Guess it's normal around here.
"He's one, ban him" Trevor cried, holding the drunk Josef.
"I can't ban him, He's my god damn husband." Jenet, still deadpan.
"He's young enough to be your son." Trevor said back.
"Isn't the internet a beautiful thing, honey" Janet snarked.
"Anyway. I saved your husband. Now get me a drink. I have a meeting." Trevor said, jumping onto a bar stool.
"Fine. But anymore bodies turn up in my bar, I swear, I will not serve you."
Trevor is given a glass of whiskey which he only can take one drink from before a Chinese man enters the bar.
"Ah, there he is. Yes, Mr. Cheng, pleasure to meet you." Trevor greeted, handshaking him.
"Oh, no. I am Mr. Cheng's humble translator." the man admitted, his true name never being revealed.
"... Mr Cheng now" The man said, as a second Chinese arrived. But the man, Tao Cheng, is high on ecstasy and does not appear to be taking the meeting seriously, much to the translator's embarrassment and Trevor's chargin.
Trevor is shown to have standards, even for him, and decides to leave. But the translator pleads him not too, promising he'll pay a lot of money if Trevor gives them a batch of meth.
"Fine, follow me." Trevor replied, leading them to his truck.
Back at the lab Walter did indeed create a batch of his famish blue meth thanks to Chef's admittedly more professional help than that of Jesse, least at first, Jesse is still learning.
"Wow, you really do hold up to the stories." Chef said, removing the gas mask. "Thank you." Walt said, no doubt his ego loving such a compliment.
Jesse, who mostly stood in the back, suddenly sees cars coming out and calls over Chef who sees Ortega come out.
"Oh shit, I'll call the boss man." Chef said pulling out his phone.
Trevor Phillips: Chef, we're just on our way t-
Chef (from phone): Well hurry! Ortega's here with the Aztecas, says he's going to take us out of business!
Trevor Phillips: Funny that, I told him the same just the other day.
Chef (from phone): Get here and you can settle it between you two!
Trevor Philips: You sure your boss don't want this crank for his own personal consumption?
Tao Cheng's Translator: No. No. Mr. Cheng Sr. is very specific. He wants a good reliable source of methamphetamine. We will buy from you here, and distribute using established networks.
Trevor Philips: I'm worried that might dilute what our operation's all about. We're part of the slow meth movement: bioregional, locavores only. We aren't big yet, but with the new guy, we shall see.
Back in the lab, Chef sees the red truck pulling up.
"Alright here he comes, take this and wait for us." Chef said, tossing Walter and Jesse M4 Carbines from a row of them on the wall.
"Whoa man, we never shot anyone before." Jesse Pinkman said timidly, Walt nodes in agreement, the scene with the pistol is the first time that either of them had even held a gun before. Speaking of, Jesse did get his gun back. Took it from Tuco's corpse, obviously Tuco won't be needing it anymore.
"Well afriad you gonna have to get use to it around here." Chef said, and runs down. Walt and Jesse are seen in the yellow meth making suits.
"I'm scared Mr White." Jesse admitted.
"It'll be alright, just stay close." Walt replied, a bit more relaxed than him.
"Shit Trevor we ain't got long!"
"Whoa whoa whoa, manners Chef. These are our guests." Trevor said back, wearing his standard outfit. White T-Shirt, Sweatpants.
"We have Tao Chieng, and his, humble servent."
The translator does a double take upon hearing him. The still high Tao gives a Chef a awkward hug, which only makes him uncomfortable. "Uh.. Nice to meet you." Chef said awkwardly.
"Trevor, their coming!" Chef repeated.
"Everything in it's time alright, first lets give our guests the tour." Trevor said, leading them to the back ice box and opens it.
"Gentlemen, please, come check out he storage facilities." Trevor said, pretending it's the ice box. The Translator, probably confused, goes over for a closer look. "Nice right?" Trevor said and kicks him in. Than does the same to Tao. Who voluntarily goes into the icebox, as if genuinely it's part of the tour. Trevor locks them both in.
"Tour will recommence shortly, gentlemen.." Trevor said and runs upstairs with Chef.
Next chapter are my favourite kinds.. Ones with battle scenes.