For a while, things seemed to progress without a hitch. Then, Alex spotted Miranda, another new server, pop a canapé into her mouth as she mingled among the club members with her tray. I hope nobody else saw hat, he thought, scanning the faces of nearby members. Then he saw Phil, he bartender, giving a new drink to Mr. Finley, who was obviously pertur ed. Alex hurried over to see if he could help.