In fairness, Hitler was sort of friends with that Mussolini character. You don’t think the two of them ever ordered a pizza and split a cold six-pack? Nah, probably not.
Still, this seems a valuable technique for getting yourself out of trouble. Divert their attention and then run.
BILLY: No, and neither did Hitler.
TREY: Hitler? How could he eat the pizza?
BILLY: Oh, so not only are you accusing me, but you're defending Hitler? He was a big pizza eater, you know. Loved garlic on it.
TREY: What? I've never read that. I doubt there's any proof he liked pizza, or especially garlic.
BILLY: Halitosis denier.