Out in the club proper, Little Paulie has brought drinks for everyone. Ade gets white wine, the furry embezzler gets an Appletini, Little Paulie gets Seven-and-Seven, and Christopher gets "nothing and nothing." There's some gentle teasing about his newfound sobriety, and Chris agrees that "it's not for everyone." "Things are different when you don't have that crutch," he adds, lighting a cigarette. Heh. Adriana's friend (heretofore known as the "Hoor of Honor") slips out of her coat, and a brief argument with Christopher establishes that it's fox fur, and not mink. Continuing with our Dr. Seuss theme for the evening, Little Paulie observes that she's his "fox in a box." "Let's see her box," adds Chris. "Or maybe her socks." Oy. I liked Christopher better when he was still selling stocks. And then we continue with our shorn vagina theme for the season, as the Hoor of Honor announces that she has to "wear fur on the outside, on account of being bare everywhere else." Then she ends the scene by batting her eyelashes at Christopher. Except that if she really is bare everywhere else, wouldn't that mean that she doesn't even have eyelashes? Oy. I just gave myself a headache. And a scary mental image. Also, I think I owe someone a TM for "Hoor of Honor," so drop me an email if I do.
Back at home, Christopher whines about Adriana and her...well, wine. Or something like that. He's pissed that everyone else gets to drink and have fun when he can't. Adriana, however, is already getting suspicious about that look the Hoor of Honor gave him. Chris is shocked that she would be concerned on that front, because "that cunt's too full of herself." "'Cunt'?" answers an indignant Adriana. "She's my maid of honor!" "She's no fucking maid, let me tell you," replies Christopher. Hee!
And then it's FINALLY time for Steve Buscemi's big debut. Tony heads over to Aunt Quintana's house, and while I don't specifically remember this actress, she's absolutely perfect as Livia's sister. I suppose she must have been at Livia's funeral, but all I remember from that episode now is Ray Curto's wire and Chrissy's drug-fueled monologue about computers. Oh, and also the horrific Office Depot product placement, which just goes to show that no matter how much I bitch about it, that shit works. Auntie Q invites Tony in, and announces that Steve is downstairs putting on one of his old suits. And boy, is he ever. Tony wanders into the living room, and checks out the pictures hanging on the wall, including one of a young Nancy Marchand smoking a cigarette. Sexay! We also see one of "Kelly," and the accompanying exposition informs us that Steve had a wife and twin daughters who are "lost" to him now. Kelly, by the way, is shown as a punked-out anarchist type, and repeated side-by-side viewings of this scene and the "Pierced Girl" bit from Melfi's group therapy session last week have proven inconclusive at determining whether they're the same person. They're pretty close, though, and the therapy girl did get a speaking line specifically referencing "next week," so even if she wasn't Kelly, David Chase certainly wants you to think that she might be. Auntie Q tells Tony that Steve plans to hire a detective to find her, and then Tony comes across a picture of him and Steve as babies, which leads him to make a penis-size joke that I think we all could have lived without.