Joukahainen and Myrrdin sit down on the grass, drinking the ale Myrrdin has brought, and exchanging tales of their lands.

"From where I come from," Joukahainen says, "the sun never sets in the summer."

"Really? From where I come from," Myrrdin says, "the rain never stops in autumn."

"Is that so? Oh! But where I live, the sun never appears in winter."

"Oh mine! Where I am from, the snow never stays two days in a row - as there is a night in-between."

"This ale tastes excellent."

"Yes it does, it's my favourite brand."