After the commercial, Walt is sitting in Gus's office at El Pollo Knockoffo. Walt drops the money on Gus's desk. He can't wait to lecture Gus about what an "obvious" ploy this was to lure Walt back into cooking for him. But oh ho ho! Walter White's momma didn't raise no meth-dealing dummy! He's too smart to fall for something like that. Rather than simply inquire with Walt as to who is presently sitting in whose office as if he's been summoned like an incredibly surly manservant, Gus plays it incredulous. Walt goes on, "As if I would seriously believe you would hire an addict." This has a basis in reality, of course. Gus made such a big deal about Walt's association with Jesse last season. But it also really plays into Walt's constant self-flattery. No way would an upstanding businessman like Gus work with a low-life like Jesse. Walt's more Gus's kinda people. "How he could possibly produce anything other than a mediocre product?" Walt sneers. "At best." Gus, unflappable as ever, says he's been told Jesse's product was "more or less consistent" with the quality of Walt's product. Which leaves Walt just delightfully slack-jawed. Can I hire out Gus to burst the bubble of other unjustifiably pompous people in my life? Walt can't believe what he's hearing. He then says Gus must think Walt has some proprietary hard-on for this formula, and that he'd come crawling out of the woodwork at the first sign that somebody else was profiting off of it. That is clearly a ridiculous accusation, sir, and one not at all borne out by the events of the last episode and a half! Gus is like, "So, wait, it's NOT like that?" Walt tries to sell Gus on the lie that it's all about the chemistry, baby. Like that Puff Daddy song. You know, the one that featured the Lox. Gus then decides to shift into the next gear. He apologizes for being so "transparent" (flattering Walt again with the idea that he saw through Gus's master plan) and wonders if Walt would take a drive with him. Walt practically goes to fetch his leash.