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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Monday September 29th 2003
Tiffany heard the knock on the front door and stepped down from the chair in her kitchen where she was unloading boxes into the cabinets. She walked quickly to the front door and called out "Who's there?"
"Me," her sister Starlene answered from behind the heavy metal apartment door.
"Hi Starlene," Tiffany said opening the door and smiling broadly.
"How you doin'?" Starlene asked walking in as her high heels sounded loudly on the hardwood floors.
"It's getting there. I've unpacked everything in my bedroom and most of the kitchen. The living room is finished, come on in," she said pointing proudly towards the living room.
"Wow, everything fits perfectly. Just like it did in the other apartment," she said walking into the living room and taking a seat on the sofa. "Here, I brought us a bottle of wine to celebrate your new apartment," Starlene said taking a bottle from a shopping bag she had brought and placing it on the table.
"I just unpacked the corkscrew. One second," Tiffany said getting up and walking towards the kitchen. "What are you doing all dressed up?"
"Just had an appointment over this way," Starlene said noticing how the arrangement looked so similar to the old apartment overlooking Washington Square Park.
"Appointment? What kind of appointment?" Tiffany asked walking back to the living room carrying two wineglasses and a corkscrew.
"Oh just with a photographer."
"A photographer?" Tiffany said picking up the bottle from the coffee table and opening it with the corkscrew.
"Yeah for the newspaper ads for the opening of Skeeter's lingerie store."
"Starlene you can't work there," Tiffany said pouring the wine and handing her sister a glass.
"Thanks," Starlene said taking a sip and watching her sister take a seat in the chair nearby. "Well, I agreed so I'm going to."
"Just tell them you changed your mind."
"I really want to do the modeling. That's why I agreed to work there. I mean Skeeter asked me to work there, but I said no at first. It wasn't until he said I could model for the opening publicity that I agreed," Starlene said pouring her another glass of wine.
"Starlene, I told you about the confrontation with Jan and Skeeter when I moved into this apartment," Tiffany said remembering how the movers arrived at the same time. She had gone into Skeeter's store and asked him to have his mover's park the truck somewhere else. Jan had come by and saw them together and made a big fuss over it.
"Oh look Jan's all calmed down now."
"How do you know?"
"I told her not to worry that I'd be around and I assured her you didn't have any interest in Skeeter."
"I just don't like this Starlene. I mean it's bad enough that my ex-husband is opening his lingerie store in the same building where I live, but your working there too."
"I won't work there long. I promised only to work during the opening. Just until they can find someone that Jan can trust to be around Skeeter."
"That means you'll work there forever!"
"You're too funny. Well, I better go. It's time to do my first real modeling job in New York City!" she said her eyes widening as she placed her wineglass on the coffee table and picked up her purse.
"Where are you going to be photographed?" Tiffany asked getting up to walk her sister to the door.
"Right down there," Starlene said pointing to the street level of the building.
"You mean in Skeeter's store?"
"Yeap! I'm so excited," she said walking towards the door to leave as Tiffany followed her.
"Who's doing the photographs?"
"That's the most exciting part! It's a photographer that does all the work for Playbody Magazine. That means I might get to model for them next. Just what I've always wanted," Starlene said opening the door to leave.
"No! Don't do that Starlene. You should get a job. Don't do this."
"I'll have clothes on for this job."
"But Playbody Magazine. That's no clothes," Tiffany said frowning.
"Don't worry. I haven't gotten that job yet. Hopefully the photographer will slip in a few shots tonight that he'll show the editors for me," Starlene said walking towards the stairs to leave.
"Maybe I better come down there to protect you," Tiffany said noticing the low cut sweater her sister was wearing.
"Nope. You better not come in the store again. You don't want another run in with Jan do you?" Starlene asked.
"But Starlene," she said as her sister waved goodbye and descended the stairs.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.
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