"Excuse me miss, this is for you." Mercedes looked up from her I-Pad to see the waiter place an apple martini in front of her. "It's from the gentleman in the white shirt."

"Send it back." She returned to looking at the spreadsheet containing the clubs expenses for the month.

"Are you sure?" The waiter asked, looking nervously over his shoulder at whoever had sent the drink. "Your glass is empty."

"And if I wanted another I would have ordered it, now remove it please."

"But he paid for it."

"Then he can drink it." She answered. She added up a column of figures then, noticing the waiter still standing...