Pick-up...

[Tony Soprano]

"Exactly...And I was thinking that maybe we should discuss between ourselves of who gets the title...It'll only be for a few months but...I was thinking maybe...you..."

[Junior Soprano]

Junior seemed to jump at the idea when this was mentioned, but after a few seconds turned away again. "This can be discussed later. I don't think a car ride is a long enough time to talk over something like this." He hesitated. "...but maybe."

[Tony Soprano]

Tony smiled to himself when Junior wasnt looking. "Ok...We'll discuss it tonight when you come for dinner...You're still coming right?"

[Junior Soprano]

"Yeah yeah, I'm coming. What's your wife makin'? Hopefully none of that diet plan shit. Roberta's been making me portions small enough for a fuckin' infant. Not to mention it tastes like cardboard. Whatever it is."

[Tony Soprano]

He laughed. "So she's still making that crap, eh? I think its Steak Pizziola tonight" He grinned at the thought of it. "Ya know...Ma asks about ya...Wants ya to visit her..."

[Junior Soprano]

He nodded. "I'll see her as soon as I can, but with all the crap goin' on lately it's hard to think straight." Junior paused a moment. "You're on speaking terms with her again? It's hard to keep track of who hates who in this family and when."

[Tony Soprano]

"I guess it was time to let bygons be bygons" He smiled. "You know how she gets when we dont fuckin' visit her"

[Junior Soprano]

Junior scoffed. "Yeah, I'd never hear the end of it." He thought a moment. "I better go see her tomorrow."

[Tony Soprano]

"Yeah...You know how Carmella is now...She wont let her come to fuckin' dinner anymore" Tony laughed as they pulled into a gas station, noticing his car was low on fuel.

[Junior Soprano]

"What!?" He snapped. "It's your fuckin' house too. If you wanna invite your mother I think you're entitled to allow it." Junior said, coming to Livia's defence.

[Tony Soprano]

"Take it easy..." Tony said, laughing. He opened the car door and a quiet beeping went off, indicating the door was open. "Ya' want anything while I'm inside?" He said, pointing backwards at the store as he watched the gas attendant fill the car up.

[Junior Soprano]

"Get me a water. My pills make me thirsty." he said, resting his head back.

[Tony Soprano]

Tony nodded. He closed the car door, walking over into the store as he picked up a bottle of Evian, and a pack of gum. He walked over to the counter, paying as the man handed Tony a brown envelope in exchange, as he placed it in his jacket. He said goodbye to the man and walked back to the car, giving the gas attendant a tip.

[Junior Soprano]

Junior opened his eyes when he heard Tony return. "You got anyone willing to do a job for me?" he asked as soon as Tony was in the car. "I need something done and I can't use any of my guys." He paused. "I could, but I want this done nice and clean. Especially with the authorities up my ass."

[Tony Soprano]

"Depends...What kinda job?" Tony said, shutting the door and handing him his bottle of water. He started up the engine, as they drove off, back en route to New York.