Tony's car. Carmela thanks him for bringing her to the doctor's office, but then gets a little snotty (pardon the sickness pun) when she notices that he missed the turn-off for their house. Tony claims he has a stop to make, and suggests that the sea air and a trip to a favorite restaurant will do her some good. "Goddammit," she replies. "Yeah, I really want lobster." Heh. I'm taking the fact that she's apparently decided to start keeping kosher as a shout-out, and there's nothing you can do to stop me.

Continuing with this week's "Married to the Mob" theme, we now cut to Ginny and Johnny Sack, as she finds him enjoying a refreshing cigarette in the backyard. Flick…ahhhhh. She also informs him that they're late on their daughter's student loan payment, and that in response, she'll be going to Nordstrom's to buy clothes for their impending trip to Italy. Johnny is not at all pleased by this news, and snarls that he's losing money each and every day the Esplanade project remains shut down. Then he swears a few times and stomps off, leaving Ginny to wonder what she did to anger him.

Next we get an overhead shot of the Jersey Shore, which is easily identifiable due to the heaping mounds of medical waste separating the ocean from the road. Tony's Suburban pulls into a random driveway, and Carmela is confused to see her father's pick-up truck parked nearby. Because Tony's boyish smile and the large "For Sale" sign in the foreground aren't enough to give it away, she turns to ask him "what the hell is going on?" "That's for me to know and you to find out," he answers as they climb out of the car. After introducing her to the real estate agent, he points out that the house they're buying even has a name: Whitecaps. It's never said aloud, but I'm awarding StTM points anyway (228), mainly due to the excessively tacky nature of the seashells adorning the sign. Carmela is shocked, and concerned that they won't be able to afford the place with all the current Esplanade issues, but Tony remains philosophical about the whole thing. "It's for the family," he explains. "As the kids get older [read: demand more money for next season], it's harder to keep us all together. But this, this is a draw. And for us, too," he adds. "When we were piss-poor, this was the biggest caviar dream we could come up with." Somewhere in the world, Robin Leach rouses himself from a drunken stupor long enough to wonder, "But what about the champagne wishes?" Then he goes back to cursing his agent. "Kind of reminds you of the Kennedy compound, don't it?" Tony asks a still-unsure Carmela. Well, sure, if you consider the amount of rapists and bad drivers likely to be populating the place.