Nie Huaisang seemed up to his usual theatrics. There was no telling if he'd actually remember all the details if Wei Wuxian told them to him, but at least he could say he'd tried. And then laugh mercilessly if he still managed to get himself cursed with some tea or another.

"Ah, sort of. The ones that return your power to you are labeled. They come in bottles, show up in your room sometimes. Sometimes they give us the emotion-altering ones in bottles too, as if we'd want to use them for fun and recreation I guess," he shrugs.

"As for the rest, could be anything. That's why Lan Zhan usually only drinks tea he's prepared himself."