She gagged a bit and set the bottle on the kitchen table and shook her head. "Not in the mood for wine," was the simple conclusion and she made her way over to another cabinet. She opened that and looked up at the content inside. "Well, a cup can't hurt right?" The unicorn took out the small basket which held the numerous tea bags in all kinds of flavors and a small cup. Rarity set the water on the stove and allowed it to boil. She paced with an uneasy walk through the whole kitchen. She kept wandering up and down the room as the feeling of something that had to be cleaned up came to her. Something that had should have been done a couple hours ago but she prevented herself from doing it because of her sadness.