I dated a girl with a very Italian last name for a number of years. She said that ‘back in the day’ certain parts of her family were connected in our city. Laughed it off, because that was history. Her dad was never involved, and her grandpa was only a little involved, I guess, and.. whatever. It just wasn’t a thing in their lives and hadn’t really been a thing in our city since like the 70’s.

We took a trip to NYC, and after eating at this lovely hole-in-the-wall Italian restaurant, she paid. After seeing the name on the CC, the whole vibe sort of changed. Staff got shy. A manager came over to offer us a big discount on our food, and free dessert.
My GF understood it, I guess, and told him that we were from out of town and didn’t have any family in town. After a very brief pause, the manager said something like “Oooh. It must have been another table that complained about their food…” They still gave us free dessert for the mix-up (we were already going to order dessert - it’s not like we were pretending to be mini-mafiosos out there).