For once, it's not a chair having a time out.
Naughty stove. Naughty, naughty stove.
(By the way: this listing shows the washer and dryer out on the back porch. I know L.A. has glorious weather -- if you like warm, sunny days and cool, clear nights, pffft -- but really? Washer and dryer outside? Is this a common thing down there? Does it never rain?)