Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Thursday September 13th 2001
"Excuse me, Sir", the doorman said as Skeeter tried to walk past him in the lobby of his estranged wife Tiffany's apartment building across from Washington Square Park.
"I'm going to my wife's apartment," Skeeter said in his slow southern accent, taking the folded tabloid newspaper from under his arm and holding it in his hand.
"Who is your wife?" the doorman asked suspiciously.
"This is my wife," Skeeter said unfolding the newspaper and showing the doorman a picture of his estranged wife on the front page.
"Miss Diamond, is your wife?" the doorman asked.
"Mrs. Diamond…yes, she's my wife," Skeeter said refolding the newspaper and putting it under his arm.
"I'll announce that you're here," the doorman said picking up a telephone from the wall and dialing her number.
"Hello", Starlene answered as she sat on the sofa of Tiffany's apartment watching the morning news on television.
"Mr. Diamond is downstairs to see his wife," the doorman said.
"Tiffany's already left," Starlene said in her southern accent.
"I'll tell Mr. Diamond, thank you," the doorman said getting ready to hang up the phone.
"Put Skeeter on the phone," Starlene said.
"She wants to speak to you," the doorman said handing Skeeter the phone.
"Hello," Skeeter said.
"Skeeter what are you doing here?" Starlene asked.
"I wanted to see your sister."
"She's already gone to work."
"When do you think she'll be home?"
"I don't know Skeeter, this evening I guess."
"What's up?" Starlene asked.
"I just haven't seen her in a while."
"I was getting ready to go out for some breakfast otherwise I'd invite you up," Starlene said.
"Why don't we go out and get breakfast together," Skeeter offered.
"That sounds good. I need about 10 minutes to get dressed."
"There's nowhere to sit down here in the lobby Starlene," Skeeter said watching the elevator door open and seeing the well-dressed residents walk out.
"Okay, just come on up and wait while I get dressed then," Starlene said.
"I'll be right there," he said.
"She wants me to come up," Skeeter said handing the phone to the doorman.
The doorman took the phone from Skeeter's hand and asked, "Is it okay to let Mr. Diamond come up?"
The doorman quickly hung up the phone and nodded approval towards Skeeter. Skeeter walked to the elevator and pushed the button. The elevator door opened and he stepped on as the doors closed behind him. The elevator stopped on the second floor as a man dressed in a suit walked towards the door carrying a briefcase in one hand and a newspaper in the other "Going up?" the man asked.
"Yeah," Skeeter said.
"Oh well, these elevators are so slow I'll just ride up then down," the man said stepping on the elevator. He quickly opened the newspaper he was carrying and glanced towards Skeeter. "You know she lives in this building?" The stranger said smiling broadly as he pointed to the front page and a picture of Tiffany.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.