"I've got you, princesà," Carlos exclaims as he struggles to decipher the reclining chair's controls. "Maybe this one?" He tentatively presses a button, accidentally transforming the chair into a makeshift bed.

"Oops, that wasn't it," he admits sheepishly.

"Give it to me before you break it," Logan intervenes, rescuing the remote and effortlessly adjusting the chair to its proper position.

"Thanks, Logan. How did you know?" Carlos inquires, impressed.

"I actually read the labels," Logan reveals, teasingly. "You could've launched Katie across the room."

"I definitely didn't want to do that," Carlos mutters, relieved.

"It's all good, she survived," Logan reassures with a chuckle.

"That was quite the adventure," Katie laughs, enjoying the unexpected turn of events.

"Carlos and Katie, it is imperative that we understand the gravity of the situation at hand. The couch, my dear friends, is not a mere plaything. Should any unfortunate mishap occur within the confines of this abode, Griffin shall hold Gustavo accountable, and the consequences shall be dire for all of us. Gustavo's fury shall be unleashed like a raging volcano, and not even Kelly's intervention will be able to shield us from his wrath. Therefore, I implore you, for the sake of our collective well-being, exercise utmost caution in your interactions with our surroundings."

"My goodness, when did you acquire such paternal eloquence?" James inquires. "They did not harm the couch, after all."

"Someone must assume the role of responsibility," Kendall asserts. "Logan cannot bear the burden alone."

"I never insinuated that he should. Have I inadvertently upset you?" James questions, perplexed.

"No, not at all. Please, let us partake in our meal," Kendall replies.

"Now that we are seated at the table, what shall we engage in before returning to the Palm Woods?" Camille inquires.

"Something exhilarating and enjoyable," Carlos exclaims, devouring three breakfast corndogs in one swift motion.

"You know what lacks excitement and enjoyment? Observing you consume your sustenance like a primitive being. Display some decorum and grace. You were not raised in a barn," Logan admonishes.