(While a fire burns in the kitchen)
Skinner: Well, that was wonderful. A good time was had by all. I'm pooped.
Chalmers: Yes, I should be go-od lord, what is happening in there?
Skinner: Aurora Borealis?
Chalmers: Aurora Borealis? At this time of year? At this time of day? In this part of the country? Localized entirely within your kitchen?
Chalmers: May I see it?
Agnes: Seymour, the house is on fire!
Skinner: No, Mother, it's just the Northern Lights.