Oliver and Elio walk down a street; Oliver steps into a cafe. Some men inside are sitting at two or three tables with playing cards. Waiters bring coffee and other drinks to the customers, the place is lively. 

Some of the men look up and nod at Oliver. A game is starting at one of the tables and Oliver is asked to join. He sits down to play.

Elio: How did you know about this place? 

Oliver winks. Elio pulls up a chair and sits, spectating. The cards are dealt. Oliver, accepted at once, treats his fellow players as equals. Despite being a ‘rich’ American ‘intellectual’, a guest at the villa of one of the area’s richest men, he has the ‘common touch’. Elio is soon forgotten by Oliver. Now and then he supplies a translation of something said in Lombard dialect by one of the players, to which Oliver replies, “Thanks, Buddy!”