Vesuvio. And it seems I was wrong earlier. Donnie Pfaster isn't in Hesh's family. Instead we get to meet the actual niece's husband "Marty," who merely knows Donnie, and who is played by that guy who always plays Italian schlubs. No, not him. The other one. Yeah. Anyway, Marty complains that the bubble-jet printer Hesh gave his daughter for her Bar Mitzvah doesn't work, and Tony and Silvio look like they're about to start beating him over the head with it if he doesn’t shut up soon. Finally, Big Chief Donnie arrives, and introductions are made all around. Tony thanks him for coming all the way down to New Jersey, but Big Chief Donnie replies that he had business in Manhattan anyway. A passing Artie mutters, "Oh! Not again!" before setting down some plates and walking away. Bwah! Now that's the best line of the night. If I were someone who spent too much time in our forums, I might even say Michael Imperioli owes me a new keyboard. Oh, wait. I do spend too much time in our forums. I'd still never say that, though. After everyone finishes either laughing at the idea of an Indian chief (or rather "chairman," as Marty puts it) in a button-down suit and tie, or being creeped-out by the thought of an Indian chief who's also a hair and finger-nail obsessed serial killer, they all start discussing business. Big Chief Donnie proves quite amenable to helping them stop the protest, even going so far as to point out that his casino has a very large Italian customer base. Once the deal is done, Silvio comes right out and mentions that Big Chief Donnie doesn't really look like much of an Indian. Donnie, of course, admits that he had a "racial awakening" right about the same time the casino bill was passed. He also says that the mother of his grandmother on his father's side was one-quarter Mohonk. Heh. Marty takes us out of the scene by raising his glass and suggesting that everyone "Mohonk if you love Columbus." Hee!