[Trevor rolls his eyes, unseen with his back to Nux like that. Typical junkie. Nux is reminding him a whole lot of the Wade he left back in Sandy Shores: young, impressionable, stupid and addicted to a drug. Not that Trevor knows that Nux is completely sober or anything. Making assumptions is just his jam.]

Sooo you're reaffirming what I just said. You did nothing productive. Well, thank your lucky goddamn stars, 'cause now you get to do work. For your job. Also commonly known as "work".

[At least temporarily. Trevor continues on, whipping out his phone and plinking around on it.]