Caro would really like to plop down on the couch next to Walter, but there's a number of reasons why she shouldn't. So instead she splits the difference and sits down on the floor next to where Walter's sprawling all over the sofa. She's comfortable enough on the floor anyway, and now the puppy is a safe distance from Bourbon, she's a safe distance from the mystery that is Charlie, and she still gets to more or less sit next to Walter. Perfect plan.

And she'll just, uh, pet the puppy. Because this is awkward somehow. Well everything is awkward when you're Caro, apparently. At least the puppy is still cute and apparently not tired of her.