As you step into the dimly lit room, the air is thick with tension.

In one corner, a man with shaved hair and a goatee stands hunched over a table covered in glassware. Walter White.

Across from Walter, a man sits, his posture exuding confidence. This is Saul Goodman, a fast-talking lawyer with connections to the criminal underworld.

In a corner stands a young man in casual clothes and a worried expression. This is Jesse Pinkman.

Walter: So, Saul, you're telling me we're covered if things go south? (Walter's voice is calm, but there's a hint of desperation)

(Saul leans forward, his grin crooked and sly) Saul: Walt, my man, I've got the legal loopholes that'll make your head spin faster than your RV on a dirt road. Trust me, no one's going to see this coming.

(Suddenly Jesse notices you and pulls out a gun) Jesse: Yo yo yo! Step away, bitch, I'll shoot!