If you visit the center of Rome, you’ll see the rose sellers.
They wander around with bouquets, trying to hand you a rose as “a present” and then asking for payment.
The flower guys will wander into restaurants and try to sell you a rose over dinner. I always laugh and tell them that I can’t buy a rose for myself. In fact, I never see anyone buy them, so I was becoming increasing curious as to how they stayed in business.
We found out one night when this appeared on our table at a wine bar.
So thank you, shy-dude-that-didn’t-actually-want-to-talk-to-us. You solved the mystery for us, and we enjoyed the rose.