Sally was driving home from one of her business trips in Northern Arizona when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking along the side of the road.
As the trip was a long and quiet one, Sally stopped the car and asked the Navajo woman if she would like a ride. With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car.
Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo woman. The old woman just sat silently, quietly looking intently at everything she saw, studying every little detail, until she noticed the brown bag on the seat next to Sally.
Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, “It’s a bottle of wine. I got it for my husband.”
The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two. Then, speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said: “Good trade.”