Walter is plain nuts. A real tightly wound screwball. Whenever he walks into a room everyone freezes uncomfortably, hoping Walter doesn’t launch into rant about the voices in his head. He wears that apron because “My rain slicker’s in the dry cleaners”. One time I spied on him having an intense conversation about his “Mother’s Brother” with a spatula. The curious part was that Walter was mostly listening to what the spatula had to say about his uncle (which we think is that chestnut he’s always carrying around).
Thats a fancy hat though,.