Sophia, meanwhile, is reading in bed. When Janice knocks on her door, however, she immediately shuts out the light and pretends to be asleep. Because she's feeling so maternal, Janice comes in and wakes her up anyway. Nice. Sophia whines that she's totally embarrassed and doesn't want to have to see anyone ever again, whereas Janice just remains condescending and clueless as she refers to herself "a parent." "You're not my parent," snarls Sophia. Aw. She's like a little Meadow in training. It's still cute when they're young, you know. "I'm here," replies Janice. "And I try to care very much. Now go to sleep." Sophia considers her options for rebellion at this point, and then coldly looks Janice right in the eye and asks, "Are you going to punch me?" Dun dun DUH! Although I guess it's not really much of a surprising revelation that Janice would be physically abusive. It certainly doesn't seem to shock Bobby, who's been secretly listening to this exchange from just outside the door. Heh. Looks like Mommy got busted. Although if I were Bobby, I'd be kind of worried that she might punch me instead.

Bobby and Janice both retire to the bedroom, where pretty much every exchange of dialogue can be transcribed thusly: Bobby: [Pleading]. Janice: [Manipulating]. Bobby: [Demanding]. Janice: [Manipulating]. After Janice successfully runs the full manipulative gauntlet from exaggerating her injuries to blaming her childhood to justifying her recent temper tantrum at the grocery store by complaining that the coffee beans were burnt, Bobby at long last manages to scrape together a few loose vertebrae and some thoracic nerve tissue, which he uses to transmit a message from his brain to his foot saying, "Put yourself down, please." The end result is that he threatens to end the marriage if Janice doesn't attend some sort of anger management therapy, and then he just shrugs and leaves the room before she can punch him or shoot him or shove a vibrator up his ass. I always knew Bobby was smarter than he looked.

Paulie and Christopher, however, may actually be dumber than they look, if such a thing is even possible. They're hanging out in Diet Tony's casino, speculating on what he earns there ($2,500 - $5,000 a night), and commiserating over the fact that Fat Tony now has a new "teacher's pet." "I'm just saying," Paulie is saying, "now you know what I went through." Yeah, right. If there's one guy in that crew who I can assure you was never Tony's favorite, it's Paulie. You can tell by the way he never gets the good sub-plots anymore.