Ellie smiled in appreciation at his words. She wasn't born yesterday, and her IQ was high, but her compassionate nature and country raising had left her naively fearless and trusting. She knew that there was something off about Ricardo, but he was the only lead or connection she had right now. When he leaned in, she didn't see the pill, so she innocently answered his question.<br/><br/>"Ellie."<br/><br/>Her smile brightened a bit as he offered to drive her home. She would likely get lost, and it would be nice to get there safely...assuming he was a decent guy. Still, he was an attorney, and he hadn't given her any reason to not trust him, so she nodded.<br/><br/>"Yeah, a ride home would be nice."<br/><br/>As she finished her drink, she was careful not to drink it too fast, as she knew her tolerance was low. She had been anxious to get back to her bed anyway, and when she began feeling woozy, she decided that it was her bedtime. She wouldn't rush him out, but she suddenly couldn't see or think very clearly. Her movements became sluggish, and she frowned as the music seemed to get louder. Her eyes turned a bit glassy, and she held a hand to her head. She'd only had two drinks, so she shouldn't be this bad. What was going on? She felt drugged, but she hadn't left her drink all night.<br/><br/>She tried to send Ricardo a small smile.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry. I guess I must have had too much to drink."