This house's hearth runs warm, and by the third telling of a sailing tale, the cup's gone cold. A winter guest learns to drink a cold cup smiling.

• BrynjaIf you don't like a cold cup, don't wait for spring, cross back today.
  UlfheidBut the accounts settle fresh come spring. I intend to still be sitting at this hearth that day.
• BirnaI'll warm the cup myself. If it's gone cold, just bring it to the kitchen.