Maitre D': You're Abe Froman?
Ferris: That's right, I'm Abe Froman.
Maitre D': The Sausage King of Chicago?
Ferris: [caught off-guard] ... Uh yeah, that's me.
Maitre D': Look, I'm very busy. Why don't you
take the kids and go back to the clubhouse?
Ferris: Are you suggesting that I'm not who I say I
am?
Maitre D': I'm suggesting that you leave before I
have to get snooty.
Ferris: Snooty?
Maitre D': Snotty.
Ferris: Snotty?
~Ferris Bueller's Day Off~
