Harold and Henderson dish dirt and share their current tales of woe.
Harold: Woe is me. Chloe Lane and her train-loving son just moved in. Now I have to listen to her singing and and constantly pick up the child's toys.
Henderson: Tough luck, but Mr. Brady just came back. This means having to endure all the tiresome arguments he has with Mr. Victor. And then there's that awful Sarah. First, I had to listen to her squawking about cheating Rex Brady, and now, inexplicably, she's back with him. I'd rather have Xander and Deimos back.
Harold: Dealing with awking, squawking airhead Sarah can't compare to the constant arguments between Chad and Stefan. It' the same stupid thing all the time -- blah, blah, blah. What was that stupid board thinking, making them co-CEOs?
Henderson: Really? Well I have to listen to Mr. Sonny fight with that awful grifter Leo Stark. He's the absolute worst. If he calls me "Hendy" one more time and asks me to clear all the empty liquor bottles out of his room again, there just might be a murder.
Harold: If that happens, let me know. We can stash the body in the DiMera underground tunnels and rooms. Experience shows that the Salem cops are so dumb that they never, ever bother to search down there. And if by some miracle they do find it, we can blame everything on Ben Weston. The gullible Ben-hater, Hope Brady, would eat this up with a fork and spoon.