‘’Brandon?’’ I call out to the tall blonde Thor lookalike, putting the new cocktail shakers on the shelf behind him.

‘’Yes, Miss Walters?’’ He turns quickly, snapping to attention with a smile, and I smile back, always pleased at his over-enthusiastic puppy routine. I like his eagerness and willingness to please. Mousy should take notes; instead, she’s following me like a lost child and about to get a smack in the face if she doesn’t step back a ...