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[justmakemoney]

[He points an accusatory finger at Jane, but the generally amused expression on his face is enough to show he's not really insulted by her commentary. In fact, he finds it pretty funny. (You should've told that to Jesse, Jane!!!)]

Hey, I'm many things, but a tax cheat I am not. If the IRS can get Capone, they can get anyone. I'm not about to mess with that.

[copacetic]

Oh, yeah? Well, if I ever need to know how to launder money in Hell, then I know who to call. [ Puff. She's quiet for a moment. When she does speak, her voice is softer. She looks down and swings a foot, kicking awkwardly at the ground. ] Thanks, Saul.

[justmakemoney]

[well at least someone in the Jesse-Jane duo knows the importance of laundering money. smh jesse never learned.

Saul takes another drag on his cigarette, giving Jane a nod of acknowledgement.]

Any time.

[copacetic]

[ She takes another, loooong drag of her cigarette, before she drops it to the ground and crushes it out under her shoe, watching the orange embers die slowly as she scuffs the butt deeper into the muddy mess of dirt and snow she's standing on . ]

I should probably get going. But if you ever change your mind about that tattoo, I'm serious. Hit me up.

[justmakemoney]

[Saul takes another drag, but even that can't hide the amused upturn of his lips at Jane's insistence about that tattoo. He's sure it's not his style, unless maybe Kim thought they should both get one because he'd do it if she wanted to, but--]

If I find anyone in the market, I'll send 'em your way.

[copacetic]

Thanks.

[ Not just for the business, either. He gets one more slightly soft, dreamy smile and a small wave, before Jane is departing, almost floating off somewhere. It won't fix everything or keep her off the stuff forever, but at least for today, it's nice to talk to someone without worrying she's tempting them or burdening them too much by talking frankly about her struggles. She adores Jesse, but he's struggling so much already, and anyway, she knows how much he would worry if she talked to him about this, how he would blame himself, hate himself...

Sometimes, what you really need is someone who's great at pretending not to care, who can maintain some level of emotional distance while still looking out for you. And she's not sure, really, how to thank Saul for being that, not yet; but she will have to find some way to try. He doesn't know it, and it doesn't mean as much as it does when life and death are both so cheap here, but it's possible he saved her life today. Or, if not her life, at least he might have helped her not to do something stupid that would damage her relationships with the people she cares for here. At the very, very least, she feels better as she steps away from him, lighter, re-focused on the idea of opening a tattoo shop when she's able to. ]