Mr. Burns, the frail, very thin, stooped old man with a hooked nose and blue-grey hair at the sides, wearing a black top hat and sitting naked…

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Mr. Burns, the frail, very thin, stooped old man with a hooked nose and blue-grey hair at the sides, wearing a black top hat and sitting naked in a pink-foamed bath with a cigar in hand and a wristwatch on his wrist. Smithers, his thin assistant with glasses and a purple bow tie, leans over the tub at first, holding a purple sponge, then later stands behind Burns and sets a purple sponge on top of Burns's hat. Steam curls from the cigar, and brass taps and a pink globe-shaped fixture sit on the left, with a blue towel monogrammed MB hanging on the right. Burns's expression shifts from scowling to wide-eyed alarm as he sinks lower into the water, and the sponge sits atop his hat while the bath foam rises around him.

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