Fade back up on Carmela getting a sonogram. "Just tell me right out, Doctor. Don't mince words," she says, and we again make a Cut Of Clever Commentary (if I may again be permitted a bit of a mince myself) to some singer explaining that he doesn't want people knowing about his private life. Jackie and TFTSNBN are eating pizza and watching TV, and Jackie is still fired up about his heist idea. He echoes Joey Pants by suggesting that the sidekick not come and miss out, and TFTSBSN finally caves in and picks up the phone.
We can only assume that he makes the call, however, because we cut to Carmela Soprano and The Vicious Circle, having one of their regular lunches at Vesuvio. Or perhaps we should just call it Gabrielle Dante's Inferno. Anyway, Rosalie snarks that Artie isn't using the right olive oil, and then Carmela lets out that she just came from the doctor, who gave her a clean bill of health. There's much thanking of God, which leads Carmela to sheepishly admit that she thought she might have been pregnant. "Bite your tongue," exclaims Rosalie Aprile, "at our age?" The talk of children naturally leads to a discussion of the star-crossed lovers, and Rosalie expresses her dismay over the break-up. Carmela says that the whole thing seems to have rolled right off Meadow's back, and Rosalie gives a maternal eye-roll at that one. Mrs. Dante then offers that "it's not like the grief we go through with our husbands." Or, I'd imagine, with her acting coach. The conversation now moves into an extended analysis of the relative merits and debits of Hillary Clinton, and the highlight of the scene is Rosalie's enunciation of the word "blowjob," which rivals that of Johnny Sack for the season's finest. Rosalie finally sums up the simile by explaining that Hillary "stood by her man, put up with all the bullshit, and then set up her own little thing." Carmela thinks about it for a moment, and then declares that "[Hillary] is a role model for all of us."