Inside, Livia asks him if he locked the door and then starts complaining that someone called her after dark the night before. Tony asks who, and she snorts, "You think I'd answer? It was dark out." Tony points out that he could understand not going out after dark, but he just doesn't get not answering the phone after dark, since one is an auditory "thing" and one is "an eye thing." "Oh, listen to him, he knows everything," Livia sighs, and offers him some eggplant. Tony says he just ate, and pulls the boombox out of the packaging while telling Livia that he just ran into Uncle June. "Oh, that one. You think he ever comes to see his sister-in-law?" Livia gripes. Tony ignores that and asks if Livia remembers Artie Bucco, and Livia says enthusiastically that she sees Artie's mother from time to time, and Artie's mother says Artie calls her every day. Oh, Livia, you poor thing. I wonder why Tony doesn't call you every day? Oh, that's right -- because you can't stop talking about the fact that he doesn't call you every day. Get off of that already.
Anyway, Tony tells her that Uncle Junior's "gonna make a problem for Artie" that could affect Artie's livelihood. Livia doesn't seem to hear him; she looks at the boombox and asks, "For me?" and then says dismissively, "I don't want it," and goes back into the kitchen. Oh, that's nice. Tony reminds her that she loves music and that all her old favorites have come out as CD reissues, and he goes into the kitchen and tries to dance with her, but she immediately protests and pushes him away and stomps back into the dining room, and Tony looks at her with a wounded expression, then snaps that she needs something "to occupy [her] mind" now that his father's dead. "Oh, he was a saint," Livia whimpers. Tony says mildly that he knows that, but he's gone, and he reminds Livia that she meant to travel and do volunteer work, but she hasn't done anything. Livia snarls at him not to tell her how to live her life. Tony just worries about her, he says; she snorts, then tells him not to "start in with that nursing-home business again," and Tony rolls his eyes and yells that it's not a nursing home, it's a retirement community, she can interact with seniors her own age, blah dee blah. Livia is having none of it, saying she's "seen these women," sitting in their wheelchairs and "babbling like idiots," and she tells Tony to eat, and he grimly repeats that he already ate. Then he asks her to talk to Junior about Artie, because Junior respects her opinion, but she says that if Junior has business with Artie, "he knows what he's doing." Tony sets his jaw and asks, "And I don't?" Livia gives him a slightly fearful look, but decides to twist the knife again anyway: "Well -- all I know is, daughters are better at taking care of their mothers than sons." Tony gets up, calls her a "broken record," and heads for the door, saying he expects to see her at AJ's birthday party with her baked ziti. "Only if I'm picked up, and I'm brought back home. I don't drive when they're predicting rain," Livia says haughtily. Tony tells her it's good for her to drive, and he's out the door. "Sure. Run off!" she squalls, closing the door behind him. Nice talking to you too, Miss Merry Sunshine.