The former owner of my store, Lou, loves old arch tops. So do I, for that matter (one of my personals is a 1925 Gibson L3). Anyway..... Lou calls the shop one day just to visit and asks if anything interesting is going on. I tell him it's pretty much business as usual but I did have a guy come in with an old guitar...."Some odd archtop. He wanted $150 for it and I told it was too much." Lou asked "Oh. What brand was it?" "A weird Italian thing. Danjuhleeko I think it was." I replied, emphasizing the mispronunciation. I let him go on for 10 minutes on how I need to track that guy down, did I get his number, anything..... Mean, I know. Probably gave him his first heart attack. I'll smoke a cold turd in hell for it, most likely.