“Looks like some idiots have bitten off more than they could chew…” I chuckled, “there are shreds of soap strewn on the floor.”
“What are you upto, Emily?” The husband sounded irritated.
“I kept cheese-flavoured soap on the rack, and rat poison with it.”
“I am not sure about rat response. But bathroom floors do get wet, and your inane trap can make me slip.”
“Oh, I did not think about killing two birds with one stone, err … soap.”