Mr. Burns stands behind a draped table beside Smithers, who wears glasses and a pink bow tie, in front of a red curtain

What happens

Mr. Burns, frail and stooped with a hooked nose and grey hair at the sides, stands behind a draped table beside Smithers, who wears glasses and a pink bow tie, in front of a red curtain. A small blond man in a dark suit and red bow tie walks in from the left, stops before the table, gestures toward the glowing cone-shaped machines and tower model, then throws his arms wide and grins with his mouth open while Burns looks on with a sour expression. No on-screen text is visible.

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