throw her back in regardless

She crumples up the now-empty water bottle and flings it at the wastebasket sitting in the corner of the room. It hits the rim and bounces off.

"Shit," she says, unsuccessfully stumbling towards the wastebasket, "I'll get that."

"Nah, I got it."

You direct her back into her seat and strap her in. Within a few moments, she's back in a trance with you at the wheels.

You smirk as an kinky idea pops into your head.