Dropping Acid

Rose gazed at the little pill in her hand. Perhaps it was a bit of personal bias, but when she abused a substance, she expected it to have a bit of class. She had grown up in a household full of bottles with names that had too many little marks over the 'e's, and were worth far more than Rose cared to know. To her, a drug or a drink needed to look like it was worth it.
It shouldn't have pink animals on the side. She scowled.
"And you're sure that is..."
"LSD, yep!" John beamed back. "I mean, I guess it is? All I've really got to go off is some images on google and Dave's own advice, and I think his brother was a drug dealer or at least couldn't keep a steady job which is basically the same thing. Anyway, Dave told me it should probably get us totally fucked up."
Rose gave the pill another glare.
"John, but Dave is also of the mind that you can snort cheeto dust."
"Yeah that's why I did some digging of my own, look!" John flipped over the captcha card for the pill. "The holes on it match up to the ball structure for LSD, I'd take that as a confirmation."
"And if it isn't?"
"Well look, either it gets us high, or we die! But frankly I don't think it counts a heroic death if we die from eating bad, otherwise Dave would have died years ago from all those burritos. Sides, don't you wanna get high?"
Rose gave the pill one final look over. The pink animals were certainly convincing enough. She sighed and readied a bottle of water.
"Well then Mister Egbert, dans la trappe." And in went her pill.
"I'm telling you, this is gonna be sweet."

FIVE HOURS LATER

Rose was glad that she kept her hair short, seeing as she it meant nobody had to hold her hair back. She supposed John could help her do it, but he seemed  a bit preoccupied vomiting into the next available receptacle. Another heave and...
"John, does this look like a tooth to you."
"Rose, I can't really focus on anything right. I don't think that was LSD."
"I don't think science has invented a word for what that was. What the hell did you put in it!"
"Well I found some lemon juice in my kitchen to start, but the alchemiter doesn't do single-item stuff. Then I realize your mom was a scientist right, so I searched around and while I didn't find anything there, I managed to get an aspirin or two. And... the pink animals I stole from Jade. I wanted it to look right!"
Rose thought for a moment. Aspirin, lemon juice.
"John, did you honestly think that because LSD is called acid it is made from other acids?"
"..."
"John."
"Y-yes?"
"And you thought LSD didn't actually mean anything, like M&Ms, right?"
"Yes."
"Next time we'll stick with snorting cheeto dust, okay?"