Pizza Navona

it was the last night in Roma, walking through Campo dei Fiori we were waiting for friends..
talking a last turn of the city before dinner..

'we should go to Pizza Navona after this'
'ok'
a little more walking..
'so we are having pizza for dinner?'
'no we are going to a little place that Vincenzo knows, do you want pizza?'
'no, no va bene'
a little more walking..
'so this is Piazza Navona'
'ahhhhhh, PiAzza Navona, not Pizza Navona!'