After not kissing Tracee, Pants immediately turns to Gigi and plants a wet one right on his lips. He then asks after Tony, and is told that Tony is "getting his weasel greased," presumably by the horse that bit him. Paulie tries to warn Pants about "breaking balls all the time," and isn't it just a shame that I already used my pot/kettle joke? Oh well. Pants goes back over to Bouncer Bob, saying, "Hey fucko! This weekend? Get the video." Then he stubs out a cigar on Bob's chest. Bob, by the way, is roughly twice Joey's size. Back at the bar, Gigi grouches about Pants, and we get a shot of Furio, who's decked out in country-western garb with his hair down. Heh. Now Pants starts poking Bouncer Bob with a pool queue, and despite Bob's insistence that "it fucking hurts," he still knows better than to hit a made guy. After chasing Bob across the room with the pool queue, Pants picks up a huge chain with a lock on the end and starts swinging it over his head. What the hell is something like that doing in the VIP lounge of a strip club? Insert your own "balls and chain" joke here, I guess. At this point Silvio tries to intervene, but Pants keeps pulling his chain. Literally. Over in the closet, Tony doesn't even try talking to the hooker, but she blows him anyway. When he hears the screaming from outside, however, he pushes her away, looking pissed. Pants is swinging the chain even faster now, and he finally connects with Bob's head, sending him crashing to the ground. He insists it was just an accident, and tells the blinded Bob to "stop being such a cry-baby." Tony doesn't want to hear it, however, and orders him to take Bob to the hospital. Tracee and her dress try to talk to Tony again, but when she offers him the recipe for the date-palm bread, he walks away.

Madonna: You know, I think I wore that same dress to the '87 Grammys.
David Chase: I remember. I also still have like four hundred of those friggin' rubber bracelets. By the way, do you like my Swatch?

Back at Columbia, Meadow returns to her dorm. Caitlin immediately starts screaming at her, saying she was up all night with an image of Meadow "in the hospital with [her] throat cut." I think we've all had that image of Meadow at one time or another, wouldn't you say? Caitlin somehow gets onto the subject of the Lindbergh baby, and Meadow turns right around and walks back out, saying she's going to Noah's. "Yeah, well at least you have a boyfriend!" yells Caitlin.