Niles...
Alice didn't like Purgatory. It was dark, it was loud, smoky, full of writhing bodies and the scent of desperation and sex. But she was at the bar, anyway, ordering a very expensive drink, because she had to just double check that what she ordered was what she got. There'd been whispers that someone there was undercutting the booze.
It wasn't really her job...but then again, anything Mr. Sypher asked her to do was her job. And not her place to question why he cared.