The Village Las Vegas

The Village is actually in Las Vegas, on the strip, as a tall tower. Me and the guys from work are going around the village, drinking, drunk, stopping to gamble here and there, and checking shit out in the mall and arcades. The Village in Las Vegas is way more crazy. On each floor there is some sort of attraction, like a casino, arcade, shops, and the other half is apartments. So we are on one of the floors and we go past some shops, and we are in the apartment half (think a mall that after a while instead of stores, there are just apartment doors and a far more ambient environment).

As mentioned we are drunk and someone says "Hey, I know this one's vacant." He opens the door and we go into the apartment, which is the same floor plan basically as mine and it is indeed almost completely empty. Somehow, however, I can feel that someone is living in this apartment, perhaps just moved in, and is not there at the moment. Somebody decides to take this urn from the bathroom as a souvenir as we all drunkenly loudly leave the apartment. Suddenly the group turns into like only 4 people, and we see the girl that lives in the apartment coming (I don't know how we know she lives there), so we make a run for it. We all split up and I end up going into a stairwell. Somehow I ended up with the urn. I am very nervous and decide to hide the urn inside of a wicker hamper that is in the corner of the stairwell.

In the coming days, there are signs posted for the missing urn. I don't know why I can't return it or pretend that I just happened to find it, but I just can't bring myself to it (?) I am sitting in a lobby area on one of the floors of the Village and I notice the girl (who owns the urn) walking around from person to person. She comes to me and sits near me and asks me if I've seen the urn and that it's not fair that somebody stole it from her and that she wants it back badly, as she cries. I lie and pretend that I don't know anything about it.

I don't know what my problem was in this dream.