Never in his wildest dreams did Lalo expect to see her on the other side of that door, but when he does, he lights up like a kid on Christmas morning.
This is a delightful surprise. But also concerning. His previously idle passing thought that Kim and Jimmy maybe-but-probably-not had something to do with why he's here returns, and he entertains it with just a little more seriousness this time. Especially because, as far as he can tell, the only people from their corner of the multiverse who are here are himself, Varga, and Mr. and Mrs. Goodman.
Not conclusive. But interesting. Very... interesting... ]
Your husband was kind enough to invite me in. I just so happened to run into him in the hallway, and we were having a lovely chat. Always good to see a familiar face when you're new somewhere, right? Later he's gonna show me around.
[ Is he? Apparently now he is. ]
But I owe you an apology for startling you, Mrs. Goodman. Saul here [ jerks a thumb over his shoulder at Jimmy, but doesn't actually turn to face him ] didn't say you'd be here. In fact, he told me there were four other people. But unless I forgot how to count -- [ He laughs with a mix of genuine amusement and mild aggression, and makes an exaggerated show of looking around the room, before fixing his eyes back on Kim. ] -- it's just the two of you.
[ He all but strolls over to the bed to stand in front of her, pressing his height advantage, towering over her. He lifts one corner of his shirt so she can see the gun barely peeking out from his waistband. Then he tucks the shirt in behind it, to let it show. For both of them. Now that they're not in the hallway, there's no reason to try to hide it. Better if they can see it, in fact.
It is a testament to his respect for Kim that he stops short of actually trying to touch her. Even Lalo Salamanca knows he'd probably pull back a bloody stump if he so much as snaked a hand out in her direction.
But his eyes are dark and unsmiling even though he keeps his mouth quirked upward at the corners. ]
"Wild." Yeah. You could say that. [ He studies Kim, trying to get a read on her. Saul is easily bullied, easily bent to whatever whim Lalo might have in mind for him, but Kim requires more thoughtfulness. ]
Now you tell me, Mrs. Goodman -- what in the world could you have done to wind up here? Hmmm?
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Never in his wildest dreams did Lalo expect to see her on the other side of that door, but when he does, he lights up like a kid on Christmas morning.
This is a delightful surprise. But also concerning. His previously idle passing thought that Kim and Jimmy maybe-but-probably-not had something to do with why he's here returns, and he entertains it with just a little more seriousness this time. Especially because, as far as he can tell, the only people from their corner of the multiverse who are here are himself, Varga, and Mr. and Mrs. Goodman.
Not conclusive. But interesting. Very... interesting... ]
Your husband was kind enough to invite me in. I just so happened to run into him in the hallway, and we were having a lovely chat. Always good to see a familiar face when you're new somewhere, right? Later he's gonna show me around.
[ Is he? Apparently now he is. ]
But I owe you an apology for startling you, Mrs. Goodman. Saul here [ jerks a thumb over his shoulder at Jimmy, but doesn't actually turn to face him ] didn't say you'd be here. In fact, he told me there were four other people. But unless I forgot how to count -- [ He laughs with a mix of genuine amusement and mild aggression, and makes an exaggerated show of looking around the room, before fixing his eyes back on Kim. ] -- it's just the two of you.
[ He all but strolls over to the bed to stand in front of her, pressing his height advantage, towering over her. He lifts one corner of his shirt so she can see the gun barely peeking out from his waistband. Then he tucks the shirt in behind it, to let it show. For both of them. Now that they're not in the hallway, there's no reason to try to hide it. Better if they can see it, in fact.
It is a testament to his respect for Kim that he stops short of actually trying to touch her. Even Lalo Salamanca knows he'd probably pull back a bloody stump if he so much as snaked a hand out in her direction.
But his eyes are dark and unsmiling even though he keeps his mouth quirked upward at the corners. ]
"Wild." Yeah. You could say that. [ He studies Kim, trying to get a read on her. Saul is easily bullied, easily bent to whatever whim Lalo might have in mind for him, but Kim requires more thoughtfulness. ]
Now you tell me, Mrs. Goodman -- what in the world could you have done to wind up here? Hmmm?