Bada Bing. Tony walks into his office and answers the phone. It's Carmela, and she wants him home for dinner right away. "But it's the busy season," Tony complains, before finally giving in. At the dinner table, AJ is crying over spilled milk. Except for the crying part. Carmela chides him for his clumsiness, but Tony is indulgent, telling him to pour another glass because he'll need strong bones to make open-field tackles. The way AJ eats, he'll probably need strong bones and a moped just to catch up with the guy. Although to be fair, Robert Iler has bulked up a bit this season, and we haven't seen him raiding the refrigerator like in year's past. They get onto the subject of AJ's college plans, and when he ventures to suggest that he might not go at all, Tony and Carmela are aghast. Tony reminds AJ that he wanted to go to West Point, but AJ denies ever even mentioning it. Tony also puts Harvard on the list of possibilities, but unless AJ gets a job as a janitor in the math department, I don't really see that one happening. The phone rings, and who can guess what Tony says? Instead of business, however, it's Meadow. Props to whoever in the forums pointed out the Sopranos really need caller ID, by the way. Meadow tries to give Dad the brush-off by repeatedly asking to speak to Mom. Tony tries to get her to talk, but when AJ asks for the phone, he gives up and hands it over. AJ walks off gossiping with his sister, and Tony and Carmela return to the dinner table in silence.
Over at Livia's house, Janice and Svetlana are now roommates. I think Paulie should move out of his cell/apartment and pretend to be gay so he can move in here with these two. Just imagine the wacky possibilities something like that could create. Anyway, they're getting ready for bed. There's some discussion about Svetlana's plans to move out in a few days, and then Janice apologizes for her behavior at the funeral. Svetlana still refuses to give up the record collection, though, saying that Livia didn't leave a will, and that possession is nine-tenths of the law. "Oh, let's not descend into that," says Janice, just faux-sweetly enough that you know it's exactly what she's planning to do. Svetlana takes off her leg (and her other Kenneth Cole boot), and Janice tells her that the record collection is "an emotional issue for [her]. Promise me you'll just sleep on it." Heh. That line is funny the second time through. Janice leaves, and they go to bed.