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"This meth looks like shit," Houston said.

"It's meth," Dallas said. "It is shit."

"Yeah, but look, it's all cloudy. This is shit even for meth." Houston picked through one of the duffel bags, rearranging the packages. "It's supposed to be like glass. Haven't you ever watched Breaking Bad?"

"We're selling it to gangsters, not scientists," Chains interjected. "It's gonna be quantity over quality, I promise."

"I don't want the job to go south just because they don't like the look of it. Let's at least put the nicer-looking packs on top," Houston said. He set about repacking the bags according to transparency. The others shook their heads at each other, but let him.