Her night of going out, drinking and talking to a lot of other ponies had come to an end had at one point. The vampiric unicorn had drunk so much different kinds of wine that she became a little tipsy. If not a little, big bit. She wasn't full on drunk but enough to feel the alcohol having some effect on her body's functioning. It was a rather difficult task for the mare to make her way back into the castle in order to pick up her gear. Which only was a black cloak that got hung over the coffin. Nonetheless, she still wanted to have it back in her possession. She had done so much with it already, it would have been a shame if she lost it.