One evening at the fire Monkey spoke to the animals.
”When i was younger, i used to go to a lot of jazzsessions. One day i was feeling miserable and probably looked terrible when i went to one. In the middle of the session, the leadplayer lowered his clarinet, caught my eye and gave me an enormous smile and a wink before he did the best clarinetsolo i have ever heard. That smile is still with me."