After meeting her again, I realized it was definitely her because she was wearing bright orange lipstick. Seeing her made me want to get drunk again because she didn't look half as good sober.
We talked alone for a minute when I told her, "I think you gave me something."
She replied, "It is probably from all the drugs I do."
Then she said, "Guess what? I am knocked up!"
Right then and there I knew I had no choice but to marry this crack whore and try to live happily ever after.