“Just cigarettes, Mister Cameron,” says Homer. “Thanks.”
“Wilma tells us you were in the Philippines, Homer!” says Mrs. Cameron.
“Well, I was around there, Mrs. Cameron, but I never saw anything,” says Homer.
“Did you meet General MacArthur?” asks Mrs. Cameron.
Homer laughs. “No, I didn’t get to meet him.” Homer notices Mr. Cameron’s cigarette is unlit. “I’ve got a light, Mr. Cameron!” Homer reaches for his matches.
Mister Cameron hurriedly lights a match. “No, I’ve got it, thanks,” and lights his own cigarette. Homer sits back down. Luella stands up and watches closely as Homer puts the matches back in his pocket. Homer smiles at her, and she smiles back.
“Luella!” says Mr. Parrish.
“Yes, Dad?” replies Luella. Mr. Parrish glares at her, and Luella sits down.
“You know,” says Mrs. Cameron, “I’ve always thought he’s such a handsome man!”
“Who?” asks Luella, jumping up again.
“General MacArthur,” replies Mrs. Cameron.
Homer’s mom walks into the living room with a tray of lemonade.
“May I help you with that, Mrs. Parrish?” asks Wilma.
“No, Wilma – you sit right down,” says Mrs. Parrish. “Lemonade, Mrs. Cameron?”
“Thank you very much,” says Mrs. Cameron.
“Have you thought anything about getting a job, Homer?” asks Mr. Cameron.
“Well, I-” begins Homer.
“Oh, Father – it’s much too soon for Homer to be thinking about a job,” says Wilma. “He’s just out of the hospital.”