Elisha giggled at the though of pranking the others, even if they were small things, not anything spectacular. When the RV stopped and finally reached the campsite, she stumbled off the bus and nearly fell flat on her ass into the mulch and grass. Cassandra offered to let someone room with her, and Elisha almost opened her mouth to take her up on that offer, but then Carlos offered it to anyone as well. It was a nice idea for a daydream, she though to herself before Carlos's phone rang. She covered her mouth in shock. Elisha had heard her own mother cuss in Vietnamese very often when they still lived in New York, and she knew no other languages than English and Vietnamese, but she didn't have to know any Spanish to know that Carlos was getting roasted.