You see a group of people sitting at a table in the restaurant. Their outfits are quite bizarre. You walk over to them and Abbacchio looks up from his wine.

Abbacchio: What the hell do you need? If you need Bucciarati, he's on the phone.

Bucciarati: Talking

Narancia: Fugooooo! What's 12×12???

Fugo: Narancia, it's 144 you dumbo.

Mista:WHY IS THERE 4 SLICES OF CAKE?!?!

Giorno:Let me fix that for you Mista. He cuts a slice of cake so there's now 5 slices.