It seems that Carmela is worried about their finances, and especially about what might happen to her and the children should a tragic fate befall Tony. His simple declaration that she's "set in perpetuity" isn't enough to mollify her, and she continues to press the subject, even mentioning the fact that she saw Angie Bonpensiero at the supermarket earlier. When he reminds her that knowing too much about the family finances could make Carmela an accomplice, she hangs her head in both the knowledge that he's right and the shame in seeing what her life has become. Tony, however, is just starting to get worked up at this point. "Jesus Christ, Carmela," he snarls. "I been busting my pick all day long to bring home the money you're so concerned about, and I thought maybe I could have a sundae and zone out in front of the friggin' TV, because A, you're right, my job is EXTREMELY STRESSFUL…" He trails off, realizing that his anger is misplaced, and I'm left to realize that James Gandolfini is the best damn slurrer I've ever seen. Well, maybe Dean Martin, but still. Carmela wants to start doing some retirement planning and asset allocation, and suggests that they use her cousin Brian Camarrata to take care of it. Tony insists that his income can't be declared, and also assures her that he's not keeping cash just lying around the house anymore. "I provide for my children," he declares, and Carmela agrees with him. "Yes, Tony, you do. But I don't know how you do it because you won't tell me. Well, let me tell YOU something -- or you can watch the fucking news -- everything comes to an end!" And with that, she stomps off, leaving a chastened Tony to realize that she just might be right. Of course, we're still twenty-five episodes away from that end, so I don't think it's anything we really need to be worried about right now.

Bada Bing. And hey, there's Bouncer Bob! Hi, Bouncer Bob! After the maid, Bouncer Bob is totally my favorite tertiary character. The real fun here starts when Tony spies Bob dumping out a bucket of ice, and immediately gets in his face about wasting inventory. The ensuing argument is a perfect little comic gem, with Silvio's facial expressions and Bouncer Bob's stupidity combining to leave me giggling like a helpless schoolgirl. It's mostly memorable for the part where Tony asks Bob if he thinks ice grows on trees. Well, that and the part where Tony kicks his ass with a metal bucket while calling him "John D. Rockefeller" and shouting at him to be a better conservationist. Oh, and don't forget the part where the stripper is cleaning the dancing pole behind them. Hee! I've missed this show more than I thought I would.