Once the three people were on their way to the hospital, Elisa spoke to the officers who had responded, and gave them the information that she could. Matt and the young man who had assisted them also spoke to the officers.
Elisa spotted Detective Travis, who had finally stripped off the Tin Man costume, and was waiting nearby.
"You believe that the driver may have been drunk?" The officer asked her.
"Not necessarily," Elisa said, impatiently. "He might be diabetic. If a diabetic's blood sugar is out of whack, they exhibit signs of being intoxicated."
The officer's eyebrow cocked. "Really?"
"Yes," Elisa said, sounding overly snappish to even herself. "I'm just saying that we shouldn't jump to conclusions until tests can be run. Look, I'm a detective at the 23rd, and you have my contact information. I need to find a few of my friends who were here as well tonight, and make sure everyone got home okay."
"We'll be in touch," The officer promised.
Elisa turned and walked towards Matt. "We've got to go," Elisa insisted.
"We're good here," Said the officer with Matt.
"Thanks," Elisa said.
"Are you sure you're okay?" The officer said, shooting an uncertain look at Elisa's torn and bloodstained dress.
"I'm fine," Elisa insisted. "I can't believe I ruined another of these damn dresses," Elisa muttered to where only Matt heard her.
"Maybe next year, you should think about a different costume." Matt suggested.
"Yeah, yeah," Elisa said. "We need to get to Travis before anyone else does."
Matt nodded.
"Travis," He called out. "Let's take a ride."
Travis nodded, and followed the two of them.
"Your car or mine?" Elisa asked.
"Yours," He said. "I sent Pamela and the baby home as soon as the paramedics took over."
Elisa nodded once, sharply. "Guess it was a good thing that I met Goliath here tonight instead of having him bring me," she muttered.
So much for having a relaxing Halloween.