Cut to the Lollipop, with Christopher's Range Rover parked in front. He leads a blindfolded Adriana up to the club, smiling all the way. Adriana, however, is a bit nervous, reporting first that she smells fish (but not, sadly, fishcakes) and later that she smells piss. Despite the aromatic bouquet, she's relieved and also confused when Christopher lifts the blindfold. He then tells her that the club is hers to do with as she pleases, with only him and Furio as silent partners. Adriana is ecstatic, and Chris pledges that she'll "turn this place into the biggest Jersey club since the Stone Pony," which couldn't have been that big, because I've never heard of it. Because I go clubbing in Hoboken so frequently. ["It's in Asbury Park. If you'd grown up in Jersey, you'd have heard of it. 'Out Q, your club and concert calendar!'" -- Sars] Adriana smacks her gum and asks if she can change the name. I actually kinda hope she doesn't, because The Pirate Principle makes me think of the Good Ship Lollipop, which is the boat that takes you to Pirate games here in Pittsburgh. For reasons that should be evident if you've ever worked up the necessary stalker-quotient to check out my bio on this site, I'm hesitant to product-place the name of the new stadium, but it is pretty nice. Anyway, Furio brings in Whiny Winkelson, whom Chris introduces to Adriana by saying that "he works for [her]."