At the tennis club, the agents are giving a completely new meaning to the phrase "hard at work" as they ogle Adriana through the binoculars. Adriana is smoking, which I've always found to be an excellent pre-sports warm-up. Stretching is for wussies. The instructor comes over and admires Adriana's shoes. They both bend over to check them out, and the FBI guy gets treated to quite a view. By the way, Adriana wears leopard-skin undies when she works out, so now I'm really curious to see what she wears to bed. You can check out this week's Rolling Stone if you really want to know the answer to that question.
In the basement, the Feds are chagrined to notice that the lamp is no longer where it was originally. It must have gotten moved when the Red Sea was parted -- er, I mean, when the water heater broke. They bicker hilariously for a bit, and then decide to move the table back and hope no one notices.
I'm not sure who exactly deserves the "tm" on this, but whoever said that Fred Dryer is the only true Hunter was absolutely right. ["That's Daniel." -- Sars] Because here's Hunter Scangarelo, a face from the past that I had hoped we'd never see again. But here she is, right in Meadow's dorm room. Meadow introduces her to Cheapy Amy, who's zoned out on the bed. Noticing the collection of Absolut Vodka ads adorning the walls, Hunter asks Amy if she likes Jell-O shots. Amy says she hasn't been drinking for a week, and that the Health Center gave her some pills, which Hunter identifies as an anti-anxiety drug. Amy tells a rambly story about something that happened on the subway. Looks like Amy's New York Renaissance is over.
Furio drops Tony off at the Bada Bing, and then starts buffing his El Dorado, if you know what I mean, and if you don't, I actually do mean "buffing his El Dorado." Or maybe it's a Seville. I'm not really good with cars. Inside, Tony and Patsy Parisi are alone in the office. Parisi mopes a bit, and complains about business. Tony tries to ask him if there's anything wrong, gently at first. Parisi swears there's no problem, and that he's happy to be working for Tony. "And your brother? You've recovered from that shit?" asks Tony. Parisi nods slowly, but Tony makes him say it out loud, which he does, albeit not very convincingly. Tony seems satisfied with this, and gets up to leave. Who else saw the next joke coming? Tony invites Parisi and his kids over, and of course, mentions that they can "go in the pool." Laugh or wince? Wince, I think.