The redhead smiled slightly, both at the submissive contrition and the way the girl seemed to have accepted the drink so unquestioningly. The delay was more than enough to guarantee every trace of the powder was fully dissolved, of course, not that this naïve girl would have been aware enough to suspect anything anyway!<br/><br/>"Bottoms up, as they say! It's called 'bitter' - a bit of an acquired taste, I'm afraid, but it'll seem much sweeter once you've drunk your first."<br/><br/>The friendly smile as she drained her own glass could almost have been mistaken for something evil ... conspiratorial - but surely not. It's not as if this were a strange man, after all: they both knew plenty of horror stories of men spiking girl's drinks, tying them up and worse, but what could the girl fear from a woman?