Murder, murder!

Aah, I can almost taste their blood! My mistress is more and more tempted to get rid of the people she lives with. I support her with all my heart. Well, you know what I mean. Don't you worry, my mistress, you don't have to think about anything, I'll take care of all the arrangements. All you have to do, is to make sure to be ready when we make our move. They won't even know what hit them. Not that it takes a lot to finish them off, but we must be careful, oh yes, so very careful, for the son might be lurking around at that very moment, and then all will be lost. And we don't want to get caught, do we, my mistress?
And when they are no more, we can move on to greater things. I never cared much for those people at SiT. If we could just persuade them a bit, perhaps we might end up with a decent appartment. Aah, I feel a tingling in my hands. That can only mean one out of two things. My mistress is either very keen on playing the piano, or she's ready to do my bidding...