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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Friday February 13th 2004
"Amanda do we have more red Valentine thongs in the back of the store?" Skeeter asked his openly gay salesgirl that worked in his lingerie store "Next to Nothing" on Bleecker Street.
"A few, they're selling like hot cakes," she said admiring the beautiful women in the small crowded store.
The door of the store opened and a balding chubby man walked in dressed in work clothes. He glanced around at the women holding up tiny sheer thongs next to their shapely bodies and smiled.
"May I help you?" Skeeter asked as he walked towards the strange man.
"I'm Louie, the new Super of the building," he said extending his hand.
"Nice to meet you," Skeeter said shaking his hand. "What happened to the other Super?" Skeeter asked worried. He had been slipping the other Super a few hundred each month so that he could use the basement as his secret love nest.
"He got fired."
"Oh. Man I'm sorry to hear that," Skeeter said dropping his sales-book on the counter and studying the man's face.
"The real estate agent is on his way here now. There he is," the Super said pointing towards the front door as the real estate agent walked in.
"Good afternoon Mr. Diamond," the agent said extending his hand as he glanced around at the scantily dressed women in the store.
"What can I do for you? I'm kind of busy here today with the Valentine's Day Sales," Skeeter said.
"It was brought to my attention that you had an arrangement with the Super to use the basement of the store... as a kind of get-away," the agent said raising his eyebrows knowingly.
"Well, I guess," Skeeter said regretting that his secret was out in the open.
"I had to fire the Super for that. I can't allow you to do that any longer," the agent said.
"I had an agreement with him," Skeeter said.
"Well, I know you were enjoying the space but I can't allow that any longer. I don't believe you had a lease did you?" the agent said raising his eyebrows.
"No," Skeeter said.
"I do have a vacant apartment upstairs that you can rent if you need additional space," the agent said.
"I don't know..." Skeeter said thinking about his clothes that he'd just stored in the basement this morning.
"I'm prepared to make you a good deal since you're already a tenant in the building," the agent said.
"How good of a deal?"
"Well, we can talk about it if you want to see the apartment."
"Okay, I guess so," Skeeter said grabbing his jacket as the two men walked towards the front door.
"Louie fix that leaky faucet for Mrs. Morganstein in number eight, okay," the agent said waving goodbye to the Super as he nodded and walked out of the door.
The agent unlocked the door to the building beside the entrance to Skeeter's store on the ground floor. The two men walked in and started up the stairway.
"My ex-wife lives in the apartment right over the store. I hope the apartment you have available isn't close to hers," Skeeter said as he followed the agent up the stairs towards the second floor.
"Oh, will that be a problem?" the agent asked taking out the keys and inserting it into the lock of the door to the apartment next door to Tiffany's.
"I'd rather get away from her if I could," Skeeter said.
"Well, Mr. Diamond I can make you a great offer on this apartment if you agree to take it immediately," the agent said shoving the door open as they walked in. "It's the only vacancy I have though."
"How much?" Skeeter asked as he looked around at the apartment overlooking Bleecker Street.
"If you take it today as is?" the Super said nodding his head.
"Yeah?"
"If you sign a lease today and we don't have to paint or advertise it in the newspaper I can give you a great deal since you are the tenant of the store downstairs."
"Well, how much?" Skeeter asked worrying about where he'd stay tonight after leaving his wife Jan and moving out his clothes this morning.
"For you, eight hundred and ninety a month," the agent said watching Skeeter closely.
"That's a good deal alright," Skeeter said as he noticed the ample sunlight and nice floors.
"It's now or never though. After we paint and advertise the price goes up. Remember too Mr. Diamond, you won't be allowed to use the basement any longer. That was against building codes. We wouldn't want to have to evict you from your lingerie store," the agent said. "It's your decision. What do you think?"
CONTINUED MONDAY. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.
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