Wine for the vendor

Monday night Massimo and I went for a drink after a bad day. After we went outside with our wine from Giovanni, the local cheap bar and restaurant, a street vendor came over. Instead of trying to flog us string bracelets, key rings or portable desk lamps, this time the vendor was thirsty. Max and he negotiated for the quantity of wine in the glass we gave him, which he downed in one shot then went back to selling. It is the first time that I have seen this - but I presume it made the prices more flexible for the customers later on!