Here's a parallel situation. I walk into a restaurant half an hour before closing on a Sunday night. When the waiter comes to take my order, I say, "I would like the halibut. How about five bucks?" "What, are you crazy? It says right on the menu, 25 dollars." "Well, sure," I reply, "But you are just about to shut for the night, and tomorrow you're closed. You know the Board of Health won't let you sell it by Tuesday, so if you don't sell it to me, it goes to waste. Five bucks beats getting nothing for it. That's my final offer." Think I'd get the halibut for a five spot? Me neither.