AS THE MOUSE

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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Thursday November 28th 2002
"Hello", Skeeter said answering his phone after taking a long sip of beer and placing the can on the coffee table of his Bleecker Street apartment.
"What the hell are you doing?" Nicole asked as the cab she was riding in made a sharp left hand turn in Greenwich Village.
"Nicki Baby.  How are you?" Skeeter asked in his southern accent wondering when he'd see her again.
"I'm just fine Skeeter.  Are you alone?" she asked.
"Yeah Baby. Why?"
"I've got to talk to you," Nicole said motioning to the cab driver to pull to the curb.
"Well, let's see," he said glancing at the clock.
"Are you busy or not?"
"No. No", he said.
"Alright. I'll be right there," she said hanging up the cell phone.
He hung up the phone and glanced at the clock. He wished she had told him exactly how long before she would be coming by. He hoped to scoot downstairs and talk to the new bar maid Melissa.  His instincts were usually right and he thought he could have her upstairs with him after a couple of drinks. The intercom buzzed downstairs interrupting his thoughts.  He walked to the living room door and hit the button on the wall. "Yeah," he answered.
"It's me," Nicole said.
Skeeter hit the buzzer and could hear the sound of the door opening downstairs.  He quickly glanced around the living room to make sure Trisha hadn't left any clothes lying around since her last visit. He heard the pounding on the front door and quickly opened the door.
"Hay Baby," he said smiling warmly as he watched Nicole walk in and throw her coat on the futon sofa.
"Skeeter we have to talk," she said pacing the floor of his living room.
"Man you got over here fast," he said walking towards the kitchen.  "Wanna beer?" he asked opening the refrigerator door.
"No.  I don't want a beer. I want to talk to you," she said walking to the kitchen door and watching him pop the top on the beer can.
"Shoot," he said taking a sip of the beer.
"I just heard that you're engaged to Jan," she said raising her eyebrows.
"Man word gets around town in a New York minute," he said smiling.
"So it's true!" she said walking into the kitchen and standing next to him.
"Well, yeah. Kinda true."
"Kinda true? What the hell are you talking about?"
"It was all a big surprise to me too, to be honest," he said taking a long sip of his beer and enjoying the obvious display of jealousy.
"How the hell can it be news to you. You were seeing her on the sly and now you're engaged.  Why didn't you tell me your taste for women ran on the icy side?"
"Look Baby," he said walking towards her and putting his arm around her waist. "She bought the ring and asked me to marry her.  Before I could answer she ran out and told people."
"You mean you didn't know she was going to tell everyone in the world?"
"Not really."
"Did you agree to marry her?"
"Not really.  It's like I told you she bought that big diamond and said we're engaged."
"Then you aren't in love with her or anything?"
"Nicki Baby. How could you even ask me something like that?  You've missed me haven't you Baby?" he said running his hand under her cashmere sweater enjoying the firmness of her bare bosom.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.