I like to think that their clowning on each other never stopped even as an old married couple
Enid: Can we sleep in your room tonight?
Weems: Why, what happened?
Thing: We played with a ouija board and cursed all of ours.
Enid: And Wednesday isn’t much help. She doesn’t know how to banish spirits, so she’s just throwing salt at them and yelling, “Does this look like a hotel to you?!”