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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Monday August 11th 2003
"Good morning", Stanley's secretary said to Jan as she walked into the lobby of her Father's office in the Empire State Building.
"Is Father in his office?" Jan asked.
"Yes, I'll tell him you're here," the secretary said picking up the phone to ring Stanley.
"He'll know I'm here soon," Jan said ignoring her and walking down the hall to her Father's office. She noticed his door was shut and wondered if he had someone in the office. She thought about turning to ask the secretary but decided it didn't matter and turned the doorknob.
Stanley glanced up when he heard the door open and instinctively opened the middle drawer to his mahogany desk and put his men's magazine inside.
"Hello Father," Jan said walking in and leaving the door open behind her.
"Hi Jan. How are you?"
"Good, I see you aren't very busy," she said having seen the familiar cover of Playbody Magazine before he opened the drawer.
"I was just reading some."
"Yes. I see you were," she said taking a seat in front of his desk.
"Well, what brings you by today?"
"I wanted to see if you knew of any storefronts for rent or sale?"
"A few. Why?"
"I'm thinking about putting Skeeter into business," she said remembering the conversation she had with her husband after dinner last night. Skeeter had told her he wasn't happy in the marriage because he wanted his own business. After she promised to handle it for him, his passions seemed to have returned instantly.
"Why would you do that?" Stanley asked. He had phoned Skeeter before she got home and told him if he'd agree to divorce his daughter he'd put him in business right away.
"Because he's my husband now and I want him to be happy."
"He'll just leave you as soon as he gets what he wants," Stanley said trying to hide his anger as he realized Skeeter was pulling a fast one on him.
"I resent that Father. Skeeter loves me," she said remembering how late it was before they went to sleep last night.
"He loves himself and what he can get out of this marriage."
"I resent that."
"You better get smart Jan and get a divorce before it's too late."
"I will not."
"What do you see in him?"
"He's my husband. I love him," she said as the phone on her father's desk rang and he picked it up.
"Yeah," he said as his secretary announced that Starlene was on the phone for him. "I'll call her back," he said as he watched Jan shift her weight around in the chair in front of his desk. "Alright, put her on," he said shrugging his shoulders as he glanced at Jan. "Okay honey. Okay. Look Jan's in my office now. I'll get you a key to the door when I come home tonight, or just tell the housekeeper to get one made for you," he said noticing that Jan was listening. "Look I'll talk to the housekeeper when I get home," he said pausing to listen. "Yes, if you don't like her then you can hire someone else. I've got to go now. I'll talk to you about it when I get home Starlene," he said hanging up the phone.
"What's that all about Father?" Jan asked as her eyes narrowed.
"I guess now is a good time as any to tell you... Starlene's moving in with me," he said referring to his much younger girlfriend.
"But you think I should get a divorce? I can't believe you Father," she said getting out of her chair and walking to the window to look down at the view of the city.
"I'm not married to her and she's nothing like Skeeter," he said lighting his first cigar after having abstained for over a week.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.