((You got a call a few minutes ago from your friend Ginger a couple minutes ago saying that she needed help at her house asap. When you got there, nothing was out of the ordinary.)) "Hey, over here, Ben Dan. You stupid bitch." Her voice is slurred and she's on her bed, wearing the pink suit she wears to parties. When you got closer she scowled at you, then she grinned up at you. "Hey... I need some help... I kinda screwed myself and I can't even walk, right now. Could you help me?"