If there was ever a hint that something was off it was the fact that Wally wasn't narrowing his eyes at Bart, trying to grab food before him, or outright telling him to wait till the pies were almost done. The newscasts had turned to interviews over the presidential address.
"Yeah," he said, without his usual enthusiasm. "Didn't think it would happen." Really, he stayed away from political talks if he could help it. They always ended up with him inserting his foot in his mouth in interviews. But then he looked over the couch at Bart, smile half-hearted. "Hey, be glad. Ollie's not here. His rants are--Hey! Savemeadrumstick!"
With that he was quickly at the table, snatching the other drumstick away and sitting down to grab food, phone on the table to watch the texts scroll by.