Ranma had stopped, heard the various debates concerning the morality and justness of taking life and the consequences of such and decided to hightail it out of the room, preferably before she heard more. Some of the people in there reminded her of Nabiki, the conniving Tendo sister who was the cause of much of her problems. Nope, no spending time about Nabiki-esque people for her, nope nope. The best option was to stay clear of such people since they tended to find ways to make her dance in the palm of their hands even if she was on guard to such a things. Swiping a few of the golden coins on her way out, the redheaded girl sprung towards the shorter buildings to begin roof hopping. 
 
What she saw was what looked like a large celebration of sorts, congregating about the giant spiraling tower that had lit up before the Trial started. She also saw that bottom most section of the great horn-like structure was now a stark bone white as opposed to obsidian black like the rest of the tower, which was mildly curious in and of itself. Mass inebriation and partying seemed to stretch outwards from the areas closest to the tower that pierced the heavens, and as she watched she saw excited chatter spread more good cheer through the neighboring districts, causing more and more denizens to suddenly go wild with life for some odd reason. 

Races of all kinds were intermingling and making rowdy with one another, engaging in celebrating in their own ways. Here she could see various toga clad humans of European descent getting off on fermented grape juice. There she could see what looked like a humped bipedal lizard thing wrestling with a giant green humanoid with tusks, surrounded by no doubt the betting pool. Hell, she even saw transforming police car mechas filling up on the premium gasoline while watching their surroundings with a practiced gaze. "...This is so weird..." 

Then the smells began to trickle into the aquasexual's territory and her pigtailed sproinged up ramrod straight. The scents of grilled vegetables... sizzling meat... fragrant herbs... Ranma quickly remembered that celebrations typically had FOOD. Wonderful delicious stomach sating edibles that.. Coughing and practicing her facial expressions and various tones of voices, the pseudo-girl then gleefully ran into the throng of festivities and began to work on the vendors for free wares. Given that everyone seemed to be in a good mood for some reason and she WAS amazingly cute, the martial artist soon had various bundles of food in hand. Sitting down on a bench to munch on her "little bit of everything snacks", the girl's ears perked up as she caught snatches of conversations drifting about, smirking to herself as she caught the reason why everyone seemed to be in such good states. 

[i]"First Trial cleared in record time..."[/i]

[i]"There's hope we can go home!"[/i] 

[i]"Yaaaargh, the newbs can at least do a passable Raid it seems!"[/i] 

[i]"If they can keep this up..."[/i]