In Milwaukee, the Cunninghams were busy getting ready to eat dinner that Sunday night.
"Mom, I see we have new neighbors across the street," Joanie said.
"Oh. I wonder who they are and where they are from," Mrs. Cunningham said as she put dinner on the table.
"I don't know. I just saw an Arizona license plate," Joanie said.
"Arizona?" Mr. Cunningham asked.
"Yes, Dad. I didn't see the neighbors, just their car," Joanie said.
Fonzie showed up as soon as Mrs. Cunningham put the mashed potatoes on the table.
"Just in time, Fonzie," Mr. Cunningham said.
"What's going on across the street, Mr. C.? I see we have some new neighbors," Fonzie said.
"They're from Arizona, Fonz," Joanie told him.
"Arizona? I thought someone was watching me get on my bike earlier today when I was getting ready to go to work," Fonzie told them.
Richie and Lori Beth and their kids, Richie Junior and Sarah parked their car in the driveway.
"Mom, I see you and Dad have new neighbors across the street," Richie said after saying hello to everyone.
"We were just talking about them, Richard," Mrs. Cunningham said.
"We just met them, Mom. They're Native Americans from Arizona. They say their names are Mona and Koko Whitehorse," Richie told them.
"Oh, Howard, we have to invite them over for supper," Mrs. Cunningham said.
"I don't know, Marion. They're strangers," Mr. Cunningham said.
Richie and his family stayed for a while after dinner that night.
"Howard, they need friends," Mrs. Cunningham told him.