[flashback:]
Salvadore: I'm home.
Sophia: I'll call the New York Times.
Salvadore: What's for dinner?
Sophia: Pierre is writing today's selections on the blackboard in the kitchen.
Salvadore: [o.s.] Ow, my tooth!
Sophia: Oh, yeah, I forgot. Stay away from the food on the table, it's wax.