Lavender

Jackson held onto Halia awkwardly and tried to stick his hand in her handbag to find a keycard for her room. Unlike last time she was spiked, he at least knew that she was staying in the casino's hotel. Finally, he pulled out a little golden card and handed it to Amelie.

"This must be the key to her room. Can you take her back? It might be better since you're both girls," he said.

But, Amelie's hands were busy trying to keep Emerson standing up, while Halia had her arms wrapped tightly around Jackson's waist. Neither of them could shake off the person they were helping.

"I think you'll have to take her, she doesn't seem to be letting go of you. I can take Emerson back. His driver is waiting outside. I'll make sure he gets home safely. I'm sure no one will suspect a thing in this situation..." Amelie sighed.