AS THE MOUSE

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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Friday March 2^nd 2001
Tiffany paid the cab driver and opened the door of the car and quickly got out into the chilly evening air.
She walked up the stairs towards the front door with a few tourists that were staying at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel.  She had to stay late at the office and missed the television crews that were there earlier filming the arrival of the guests for Stanley Morgan's celebrity party tonight.  Everyone had certainly already arrived by the time she got here two hours late, she thought.  She glanced at her reflection in a mirror as she walked towards the elevator.  She wasn't happy with her hair tonight or her dress but she didn't have time to spend on her appearance as she had planned.  She stepped on the elevator and touched the button that said ballroom.  Her heart raced with worry about how her sister Starlene would be dressed.  The one and only other time Starlene had gone to one of her work related parties, her dress was so revealing that it was embarassing.  The worry over Starlene had been overshadowed by concern for her secret lover Amir.  The media had carefully documented Amir as he had spent several evenings lately entertaining a very wealthy fashion designer that was taking a store in his new celebrity spa.  The elevator doors opened and she stepped out into the hallway.  She heard the music from the elegant ballroom directly in front of her.  She took a deep breath as she walked towards the party.
"Tiffany.  You finally made it I see," a woman said as she turned to see Stanley Morgan's secretary holding a glass of wine and greeting the guests as they arrived.
"Finally is right. I had to wait at the office for a phone call.  How is the party going Andrea?" she asked the pretty young woman.
"Good so far.  All of the guests have arrived, I think.  The food is great and the music is lively.  I think this will be exactly as Stanley wanted."
"Why is Stanley giving this party anyway?" Tiffany asked almost in a whisper not wanting to appear unknowledgeable.
"You mean you haven't heard?"
"No.  What?"
"Stanley's going to arrange it so that Amir will be appointed as a special advisor for the city."
"Special advisor?  No I didn't hear that," Tiffany said shocked that her lover had never mentioned such an honor.
"What kind of job is that?"
"It's very important for Amir's future.  It carries a lot of weight if Amir decides to run for office one day especially since he's foreign.  I mean he has his citizenship now, but you know what I mean.  I really thought Clark would have told you this."
"No.  No.  We've been so busy though.  That sounds great," she said completely distracted by the news.
"Look, there's your sister Starlene.  You did know that she's here tonight didn't you?"
"Yes.  Where.  Where is Starlene?" she asked as her eyes searched the room .
"Right there," Andrea said nodding behind Tiffany towards the other end of the ballroom and the bright camera lights.
Tiffany turned around, looked in the direction of the television cameras and saw her younger sister Starlene in a full length low cut red evening gown smiling for the cameras.
"They've been talking with her a lot this evening. She isn't shy at all," Andrea said smiling.
"No.  She isn't shy.  I better see if I can find Clark and let him know that I'm here," Tiffany said anxious that she had missed so much already.
"He's right over there with Amir and his date," Andrea said nodding in the other direction.
Tiffany turned to see Clark talking with Amir and Celinda, the same fashion designer that he had been seen with on television a few days earlier.  Amir had just assured her today at lunch that there was nothing going on between Celinda and him.  Celinda turned slightly clutching Amir's arm as she smiled at him. Tiffany's heart skipped a beat when she saw the long white dress with the tiny jeweled covered straps and Celinda's barely covered firm full bosom brush the arm of Amir's tuxedo.
CONTINUED MONDAY. MORE PHOTOS BELOW.