Funny you should connect the two, Quagliarella and lying. I was once in the same car with Quagliarella (I work for a casino, he was a guest). His girlfriend (I think) called and he was bullshiting her that he was in Milano, doing nothing, and that the weather was just fine ... when in fact he was some 500km away in another country, gambling. I was sitting in the front, he was in the back, I looked in the rearviewmirror and he had that iconic neapolitan shit eating gring going on. He winked at me and I made an 'oh you' face. We've been great friends ever since. True story.