Ferris: That's right, I'm Abe Froman.
Maitre D': The Sausage King of Chicago?
Ferris: caught off-guard ... Uh yeah, that's me.
One would expect that eventually, Mr. Froman and his two guests would arrive and cause a stir over their usurped table. But he never does, and our teenaged heroes' hijinks continue...
"That's right. I'm Abe Froman."
"The Sausage King of Chicago?"
"Yeah. That's me."