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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Monday June 2nd 2003
Tiffany tiptoed quickly back to her desk to answer the ringing phone. "Manhattan Party Planning," she answered.
"Hi Tiffany, want to have lunch?" her sister Starlene asked.
"No. I can't. Clark's got a visitor today," she whispered.
"So, that doesn't mean you can't have lunch. I want to go to Bleecker Street and have lunch at a sidewalk café. It's a beautiful day," Starlene said looking out of the window of their apartment overlooking Washington Square Park.
"I don't want to leave Starlene. Vinny's here from Florida."
"Vinny, Vinny, let me think," Starlene said.
"Nicole's family friend. He's in the kitchen with Clark," Tiffany said glancing towards the swinging doors of the kitchen beyond her desk. "Vinny told Clark that Nicole wants to move back to Florida and get a divorce," Tiffany whispered.
"No!" Starlene yelled.
"Yes, I have to go. I want to listen to the rest of the conversation," Tiffany said in a hushed voice.
"Okay. I'll talk to you later," Starlene said hanging up the phone and thinking about just walking by Tiffany's office so she could witness this first hand.
Tiffany stepped back to the fax machine near the kitchen with the bills she had been faxing when the phone rang. The machine was close to the kitchen making it convenient to eavesdrop as she worked.
"Look, I know this ain't easy for you. I'm sorry to be the one to break this to you like this, man" Vinny said.
"I just can't believe it. Nicole seemed so happy to be married and get away from Florida and her father. I just can't believe she'd want to move back and divorce me," Clark said.
"Betweens me and you man, just let it go. You're better off not making any fuss over this. Take the money her father gives you and count yourself the lucky one," Vinny said getting up from his barstool and walking towards the kitchen door to leave.
Tiffany tiptoed back to her desk taking the stack of bills with her so they wouldn't notice how close she was to the kitchen door.
"Glad we had this little talk. I'll tell her father you understand. Right?" Vinny said pushing the swinging door open and walking out into the living room as Clark followed him.
"I'll try," Clark said never looking at Tiffany as he walked past her desk to the front door of the townhouse.
"You'll be getting a settlement soon. Give Nicki my regards," Vinny said opening the door of the townhouse and stepping outside.
"Should I call her father or something? Do you think that would help?" Clark asked as he stood in the doorway holding his hand to his eyes to shield the glare from the bright sunshine.
"No, it's better you stay out of it. That's my advice to you," Vinny said as the sun gleamed on the gold chains around his neck. "Have a nice day," he said walking towards the waiting black limo at the curb.
Clark closed the front door slowly and turned to walk back towards the living room. Tiffany watched as he took a seat on the sofa and stared down at his shoes. Tiffany pretended to be working as she glanced up occasionally to see Clark on the sofa white faced still motionless and staring into space.
"Clark are you okay?" she finally asked.
"No. Nicole told her father that she's leaving me," he said quietly.
"Oh my," Tiffany said as if she hadn't been eavesdropping and heard every word.
"You didn't know?"
"No. I thought we were happy. I thought she had everything a woman could want. I guess I was wrong," he said wiping a tear from his cheek.
"Is there anything I can do Clark?" Tiffany asked as she thought about her own divorce from Skeeter.
"My life's over," Clark said as the front door opened and Nicole walked in carrying shopping bags from Fifth Avenue.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.
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