Mr. Burns stands at the front of a crowd in a teal jacket and black tie, with a large bald dome

What happens

Mr. Burns, the frail, very thin, stooped old man with a hooked nose and grey hair at the sides, stands at the front of a crowd in a teal jacket and black tie, with a large bald dome. Behind him are a man with blue hair in a purple suit and tie, a woman in a pink top with a lanyard and headphones, a woman with a blue bob and red glasses, and a man with a red moustache, all in a dim, purple-lit room with a window and shelves. Over the moment his expression shifts from half-closed eyes to a sour scowl, and he raises both hands palms-up in an expressive shrug while speaking, his mouth opening and closing.

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