At least she didn't ralph
in your car.
I had a first date with someone about 6 yrs ago. She must have been nervous because she had a couple of margaritas at dinner and then several hard drinks when we went dancing later. She layed down and passed out in the booth. The waitress came by and wanted to know if we needed any shots. I pointed to my slumbering date and said I didn't think so. When she woke up, she wanted me to take her home - I thought that was a good idea. She lived 5 mi from where we were. My car at that time was a new MR2 Spyder which has a very stiff suspension. As I helped her into my car, I was debating - if I drive fast I get her home quicker, but all the jostling could induce her to feed the tree in my new car. It was a nice summer night, so I had the windows down to get her some fresh air. All the way back to her place I prayed vigorously that she wouldn't puke. Got her home safely, left her at her door, and didn't even lie about calling her again.
Keep this story in mind if you ever want to take your friend out again.