Alice

Alice patrols the White House Mess's nocturnal hush, tray balanced as she slides Sam's drink across the counter and pivots to Toby's beer request, payment pocketed with seamless transaction. Her unflinching neutrality threads through staff schisms—idealism clashing cynicism over eco-speeches and polling dread—embodying the Mess's role as crisis pit stop. This waitress sustains the West Wing's underbelly rhythm, where beers lubricate raw fractures and silence seals ideological rifts, a fixed operative amid Bartlet administration's grinding orbit.