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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Tuesday January 20th 2004
"Hello", Stanley's secretary said as Jan walked into the lobby of her father's office in the Empire State Building.
"Is Father here?" Jan snapped.
"Yes, I'll tell him you're here," the secretary said as Jan brushed by her desk to go down the hallway towards Stanley's office.
Jan opened the door as Stanley quickly closed the Playbody Magazine he was looking at and tossed it into his bottom desk drawer.
"Hi Jan I wasn't expecting you to come by today," he said closing the desk drawer with his foot.
"I can see that," Jan said taking off her mink coat and throwing it over the chair in front of his desk before taking a seat.
"What brings you out on this cold day?"
"Lola Rogers," Jan said glancing out of the window at the skyline of the city.
"Oh yeah, I saw that picture in the tabloids of Skeeter with Lola leaving a hotel," he said referring to her husband and his former socialite girlfriend.
"He said he was just helping her avoid the press," Jan said repeating what Skeeter had told her.
"Oh sure. And I guess Lola's doorman was helping her open her bedroom door too," Stanley said referring to the published picture of Lola in bed with her doorman.
"Well, Skeeter did tell me about seeing Lola the night before it was in the newspaper."
"And you think that makes him innocent of any wrong doing?"
"He certainly acted like he hadn't done anything wrong."
"Why do you say that?"
"We were up all night."
"That doesn't mean he wasn't up all day with Lola too."
"You're not much help," Jan said feeling as if she might cry.
"Well what do you want me to do? I told you not to marry him. I've told you a hundred times to divorce him Jan. I'd do anything to see him out of your life."
"Call Lola for me," Jan said as she leaned back in the chair.
"I don't know if I should do that."
"Come on Father. You can feel her out and see if Skeeter and her did anything in the hotel. I have to know the truth."
"What makes you think Lola would tell me?"
"Because the two of you were lovers. She trusts you. Just call her."
"I don't know."
"I thought you would do anything."
"Okay," he said picking up the phone and dialing the number from memory.
"Hello," Lola answered from her luxury high-rise apartment on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.
"Lola, it's Stanley," he said in his sexiest voice.
"Oh hi Stan," she said.
"Are you busy?"
"No, not at the moment," she said surprised to hear his voice after so many years.
"I saw the picture of you in the newspaper," he said waiting for her reaction.
"Which one Stanley? The one of me and my trusty doorman or the one of me with your son-in-law Skeeter?"
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.