Grumbling to myself and finding no other place to stay, as I saunter my way back to the Inn and come up with a new evil plan for world domination. Which is to take a seat at the barn and proceed to order plenty of drinks for myself! I always do find that booze can lead to a increased sense of perspective on the universe. So there I go, drinking away the night, not wanting to get back to my room and deal with Mister Fluffypants and that ghost girl. Not even really bothering to find someone to fuck me, since they are all ghosts after all.