[He really is not in the mood for Chunk of Random Meat, especially not while Ramsay is staring at him like that. But, for the sake of keeping Ramsay agreeable, given the way he stares and talks about starving, Saul swallows both that discomfort and a bite off of the meat, hoping that's enough to satisfy him.

But as the conversation shifts away from vaguely ominous commentary about winter famines and frozen northerners, it's a lot easier to pretend to be fully at ease and personable, the way Saul Goodman is supposed to be. Especially if it's answering easy questions about himself.]

You're not wrong. The more you stand out, the more clients you get. I'm a lawyer, it's-- [Well, normally he'd add a lawyers and hell joke here, but Ramsay wouldn't get it. Ruining his punchlines, Ramsay!]

It's kind of like an advisor? People make decisions, I tell them if they're good or bad, I argue their position to other people to help them see the light.