"You ain't nobody!" Lou snarled.
"No?" Illya replied calmly as he signaled for a phone to be brought to the table. He dialed and waited. "Hello, Frank? This is Vladimir Rushenko. Please tell Lou who I am." He handed the phone to the shocked man. "It's for you."
Lou listened and blanched. "Yes, Boss. Sure, Boss. Alright, Boss. Bye." His demeanor completely changed. "I'm sorry, Mr. Rushenko. Your meal is comped. Please let me know what else I can do for you."
"Leave us alone," Illya said coldly.
As he slinked away, Napoleon asked, "What just happened?"