Kathy and Rich arrive next, and everyone jokes that they should send out a search party for the Giudices. Christopher thinks Teresa stopped to go shopping. Juicy, meanwhile, is still walking in the midst of traffic, looking like the asshole he generally does, only with more context. Teresa crosses the finish line to cheers from her brother. Some minutes later, Juicy runs -- as if has been the whole time -- across the finish line, then breaks out the sausage and wine to celebrate. Did I mention, it's been zipped up inside his jacket the entire time he's been running? Bet that stuff's going to taste gooo-ooood. Then, nonsensically, Joe ties a scarf around Greg's neck and parades him around the finish line like a dog and/or submissive slave. See Melissa's prior comments.
The next night, the Manzo boys and Greg are preparing for the Gorgas' arrival in Hoboken. Greg is particularly uptight because he doesn't want the high-living Gorgas to think their apartment is a pigsty. Christopher thinks he wants to impress Melissa because he lives vicariously through her and her bold fashion choices. At this time, there is a fuchsia puffy jacket on Greg's Chihuahua that some might call supporting evidence. The guys make their game plan for how the night will transpire. Greg plans to have some "girl talk" with Melissa, during which he hopes to plant the idea in her head that he should be the love interest in her first music video. Christopher can't resist: "And, you know, the strange plot twist is that you end up with Joe." Greg says without a doubt, "I'll take it." Christopher laughs heartily while Albie just sits there, shakes his head, and drinks his cocktail. Yes, my friend, you will need more of that in the hours to come.
The Gorgas arrive and pose on the boys' step and repeat. No Hoboken apartment is complete without one, really. Melissa testifies that she and Greg get along like a house on fire. "The day he told me that he wants to die and come back as me," she says with total humility, "he won me right over." The guys fill their guests in on their new gig securing publicity black water. They mention the launch even their planning the next month, and Greg says Melissa would be a great choice to perform at the party. Albie = silence. Joe whips out a CD of Melissa's single, so they pop it into a computer for a listen. Melissa says the guys are the exact demographic for her song, so she wants their feedback. As they listen, they maintain stoic faces, which frustrates Melissa, though Greg's face does change suddenly when the really vocoded effects come into play. Whether it's enjoyment, dislike, or just sheer surprise is anyone's guess. The song ends, and... pause. Albie finally says nicely that he thinks it's "really good." Greg takes the indulgence a bit further, claiming Melissa will be in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame one day. Well, I wouldn't object to sending Melissa to Cleveland for good, but that might be overplaying it a bit. Christopher says in an interview that he "wasn't expecting it to be that good." Translate: "It didn't suck as bad as I expected." Still, it's no "Chic, C'est la Vie." Nonetheless, the guys are confident enough (read: forced by producers) to invite Melissa to perform at their launch party. They make a toast to the Gorgas and to the newly renamed city of Joeboken.