At Taco Sal (Jesse must be really committed to pissing Gus off if he's even eschewing El Pollo Knockoffo), Jesse dines with Andrea and Brock, and tries to impress the kid with rudimentary "magic tricks." I will say, dripping the soda on the crumpled straw paper and making it "grow" is a pretty good one. Brock is similarly impressed. "It's science and stuff, made it do that!" beams Jesse. I like the mirroring of Saul's equally simplistic view of "science," though Jesse's is way more endearing. Brock then asks if Jesse does tricks with firecrackers like Tomas does. Who's Tomas? Andrea, looking troubled and nervous, says Tomas is her kid brother. "And we don't talk about him." The three go back to eating, but Tomas is hanging in the air, a little bit.
Walt in Saul's car, having had him drive out to see the car wash. Saul's still defensive of his laser tag idea, and he says any cover will make sense if he sells it well enough, but the biggest drawback he finds with the car wash idea is that there's no "Danny." Allow him to explain. Danny's the guy who runs a laser tag business. And he got into shady dealings with Saul because he built that laser tag business up from the ground and will do whatever it takes to keep it afloat. "In other words, Danny can be trusted completely." Corrupt, is the word Saul's looking for. They have no idea if the guy currently running the car wash in his argyle sweater and "old man eyebrows" is corruptible. Which makes it a bad investment.
Having just Done It, Andrea beams up at Jesse and asks if he wants to stay for dinner. She also, very gingerly, says if he's holding, they could do a little something. Rather than pounce like the meth panther he clearly thought he was, Jesse is ... well, kind of appalled. Isn't Brock coming home in a few hours? And she wants to get high? "What kind of mother are you?" he accuses. As you might expect, Andrea gets agitated at that remark. She jumps up from the bed and is all "How dare you, with your zero-point-zero life responsibilities, tell me I don't take care of my son?" She says the day Brock was born, she vowed she wouldn't let what happened to Tomas happen to him. Jesse backs off and apologizes. She lights up a cigarette and sits down. He asks about Tomas, and she talks about how the gangs run the neighborhood. They took Tomas in, had him slinging at 8-years-old. "Then, when he was ten," she says, "for some initiation, they made him kill somebody." Jesse's taken aback, as any normal person would be. Andrea talks about seeing him several days after the fact, and he recounted the story to her like it was nothing.