"Nice to see you, too, Norton. She sure has. Marge has always been real... she was born to be a hostess or an entertainer of some kind. Larger than life." He shifts his weight to one hip, taking a drag from his cigarette and adding offhandedly, "—You know, a man like you could really benefit from the company of a dog. I know a guy whose beagle just had puppies, if you're interested."