Once again she was confronted with the fact that she shouldn't be existing. But the longer she stared into the object, the more madness  began to flew through her mind. The red rimmed eyes soon tore themselves away and fell on the desk below where she saw the things needed to powder one's nose. Further she also took note of the hatstand that housed a pink and purplish wizard hat and matching cloak that she knew all too well. The clothing that was worn by the one showpony that humiliated her once in front of half the town. Rarity knew then that she was at the right address without any mistake.