[s4e20] Italian Ice 📢 📥

"Tell your dad the Lemon’s on me," Tony muttered, "but tell him I need to see him about that ‘delivery’ tonight."

Little Joey grabbed his cup, his tongue already stained a radioactive yellow. "Thanks, Tony. My dad says this stuff is the only reason he doesn't move to Florida." [S4E20] Italian Ice

Tony stood behind the frosted glass, his white apron streaked with neon syrup. He wasn’t just a vendor; he was a neighborhood referee. "Tell your dad the Lemon’s on me," Tony