Eamon's parents come to his flat for dinner. He wants a quiet and calm evening. He cooks pasta and puts candles on the table. The smart lights in the room are soft and yellow.
伊蒙的父母来他的公寓吃晚饭。他想要一个安静平和的夜晚。他煮了意大利面，在桌上摆了蜡烛。房间里的智能灯光柔和而昏黄。
His mother sits down and smiles. "This is lovely," she says. "It is like a small party."
他母亲坐下来，笑着说：“真好。就像一个小小的派对。”
Right away, the lights change. They go red, then blue, then green. They flash fast, again and again. Music starts from the speaker in the corner.
灯光立刻变了。它们变成红色，然后是蓝色，然后是绿色。它们一遍又一遍地快速闪烁。角落里的音箱响起了音乐。
"What is this?" his father asks.
“这是怎么回事？”他父亲问。
"It is the lights," Eamon says. "They hear the word party. They think you want a disco."
“是灯，”伊蒙说，“它们听到了‘派对’这个词。它们以为你们想要迪斯科。”
"A disco?" his mother says. "How nice!"
“迪斯科？”他母亲说，“太好了！”
Eamon says, "Lights, stop!" The lights do not stop. He says it again, louder. The lights flash faster. He pushes the buttons on the wall, but nothing happens.
伊蒙说：“灯，停！”灯没有停。他又说了一遍，声音更大了。灯闪得更快了。他按墙上的按钮，可是什么反应也没有。
His father stands up and starts to dance. He moves his arms and turns around in the colors. He is not a good dancer, but he is very happy. His mother claps her hands.
他父亲站起来，跳起舞来。他挥着手臂，在彩色的光里转圈。他跳得不好，可是非常开心。他母亲拍起手来。
Eamon takes his phone and opens the lights app. He looks at the list of settings. There is a button called Party Mode. He presses it, and the button turns off.
伊蒙拿出手机，打开灯光应用。他看着设置列表。有一个按钮叫“派对模式”。他按了一下，按钮关掉了。
The lights go back to soft yellow. The music stops.
灯光变回柔和的昏黄。音乐停了。
"Oh," his father says. He is still in the middle of the room. "Can we do that again?"
“哦，”他父亲说。他还站在房间中央。“我们能再来一次吗？”
