Darmok and Jalad on the ocean

Remember that race of people who communicate entirely in metaphors derived from stories?

In that spirit: Walt, in his lab. Jesse, in said lab. Jesse and Walt, in the lab. The fly, still surviving.


I mean, seriously. How long can flies survive, why won't this one leave me and my laptop alone when I'm working, and is this fair when I'm not in the drug trade and haven't caused anyone's death that I know of?

Walt, the pizza delivered.