"...Sweet Celestia." She grabs the ticket and gingerly turns it around in her hooves. "I'm... I'm going to the Grand Galloping Gala." Unable to contain her childlike excitement, Cheerilee begins to trot in place and squeal. "I'M GOING TO THE GRAND GALLOPING GALA!" It takes her some time to regain her composure, but that headache of hers speeds up the process dramatically. She places the ticket back down on her counter and crawls into bed, her exhausted eyes falling closed almost immediately. Sleep overtakes her, but not before she mumbles one more thing beneath her breath. "Thank you, Anon."