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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Tuesday August 12th 2003
"Ilona would you bring me another beer?" Skeeter called out from the living room of his wife's Upper East Side mansion.
"Yes, Mr. Skeeter. I bring to you. One minute," she said drying her hands on her apron and opening the refrigerator door to look for a beer.
Skeeter smiled when he saw Jan's plump housekeeper coming towards him with the beer. "You're the best of all my girls," he said as she bent over to hand him the beer. His eyes purposely lingered on her low neckline as she stood up. He grinned broadly as her face reddened from his attention.
"You are nice man Mr. Skeeter," she said in her broken English.
"I'm glad you think so."
"Miss Jan she think so too."
"Well, she's a little happier today," he said remembering how he'd spent hours last night pleasing Jan after she said she would put him into business. The phone on the table next to the sofa rang.
"I get for you," Ilona said. "Morgan residence," she answered.
"Ilona is Jan there?" Stanley asked as he leaned back in his chair in his office in the Empire State Building.
"No, your daughter she work now," the plump housekeeper said.
"Is Skeeter there?"
"Yes, Mr. Skeeter here now," she said handing the phone to Skeeter.
"Yeah, what's up Stanley?" Skeeter asked.
"Did you consider my offer?" Stanley asked referring to his offer to put Skeeter into business for himself if he'd agree to divorce Jan.
"Yes, I've been thinking about it."
"I don't know."
"What don't you know?"
"If I should dump your daughter or not," Skeeter asked watching Ilona walk towards the kitchen pretending she wasn't listening.
"You don't have to be so damn crude."
"Well, that's what you're asking me to do."
"Look I'm not going to keep this offer open long. You either agree or you don't," Stanley said gazing out of the window at the view below.
"I'll look around and see if I find a storefront I like," Skeeter said.
"So you'll divorce her?"
"I said I'd see if I find something I like."
"Jan told me you asked her to buy you a storefront," Stanley said referring to his daughter's visit to his office a few minutes ago. He hoped to stop any ploy Skeeter might have in mind.
"Yeah, she's ready to help me when I'm ready to start the business," Skeeter said reaching for his beer.
"Then you don't have any intentions of divorcing her?" Stanley said feeling his face burn with anger.
"The way I see it I don't know why I would. I mean she's offering to do the same thing you are."
"You're disgusting," Stanley said.
"You're just disgusted with yourself because you didn't get what you want. Look you should be pleased I'm putting a smile on your daughter's face. She's not getting any younger."
"You really are the most disgusting man I've ever known."
"Why Stanley? You got Starlene keepin' you happy. Your daughter Jan never would have a ring on her finger if it wasn't for me. What's the difference? What's good for the goose is good for the gander," he said in his slow southern accent.
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