It wasn't enough.

Nothing is enough for the exploit-hoarding Catherine, who, after getting only a tad few tidbits of knowledge about those people, decided to hop just one more bar to cope with her defeat. Now she comes back to school late in the night, a bit disappointed with her "empty-handed findings" and a bit tipsy with the drinks, but not even drunk enough to significantly affect her behavior, get loud, crash if she drived and fall off her balance repeatedly. 

Speaking of drinks, Macbeth needed a good dose of "red wine" today. She readied some in her fridge at the room for the first few chugs in the week, and now was the time to take gulps seeing how it has already been 7 hours since she last drank. So she did what to do: walk a few flights of stairs and a few corridors back to her dormitory, open the fridge, pop a cap and guzzle down the refreshing, invigorating red juice.

Such is life [s]in the Zone.[/s] as a blooddrinker.