Pizza Bracelet?

Last night at 9:20pm, I felt like ordering pizza. Since I'm in Europe, I figured delivery was out of the question, but I at least wanted to call ahead and order so that it'd be ready when I picked it up. Having heard good things about this pizza place near me called Da Portare Via, I decided to google their phone number. I found the number and quickly called since I noticed that they closed at 10pm. This convo ensued...

Guy (unidentified foreign language): blah blah blah blah
Me: Hello? Hi, I'd like to order a pizza.
Guy: A pizza?
Me: Yes, a pizza. Is it too late to place an order?
Guy: No, it's not too late. But, I don't make pizza. This is a jewelry store.
Me: Oh, sorry. Wrong number.
Guy: I have bracelets?

So, I tried to re-google the number, but apparently they don't have a phone at the pizza place! No delivery is one thing but no phone??! I ended up walking the two blocks to the place, and they made me a pretty tasty margarita pizza in about 5 minutes.