Hours had gone by and the evening sun was sending its last and weak rays of light over the land. The unicorn mare knew that the day was over due to instinct and under a soft click the door that would lead over to the ground floor of the boutique got unlocked through magic. Rarity walked up the final steps of the stone and spiraling stairs and prepared her wings to be placed in her face within a mere second. "It is either now or next night, darling. Feed you must at one point in time," she mumbled to herself before her hoof reached for the doorknob.