Smithers stands in the foreground at right with his eyes glancing sideways, while Mr. Burns sits hunched at a purple desk in a red high-backed chair

What happens

Smithers, the thin assistant with glasses and a purple bow tie, stands in the foreground at right with his eyes glancing sideways, while Mr. Burns, a frail, very thin, stooped old man with a hooked nose and grey hair at the sides, sits hunched at a purple desk in a red high-backed chair. Across the moment Smithers' expression shifts from a worried, sidelong look to a clenched, grimacing grin, while Burns leans forward over the desk and then sits upright, his hands resting on the desk beside a stack of papers and a pen. Smithers wears a green jacket with an orange-and-white ID badge clipped to it, and the dark wood-paneled office sits behind them.

Written by an AI model from frames of this moment, so small details can be off.