She does, but her reservation grows

"Well go on," Ariane says as she gesticulates with her arms. "I'm cold and that tea is sounding really good."

Khala sighs and heads for the kitchen.

I... I'm just being paranoid. Ainzie must have just heard Ariane or someone else say my name at some point. But she does look familiar...

The naked thief spots the witch toiling over a stove.

"Good... gooood..." Ainzie says rather ominously as she works on something.

Khala tries to see what it is, but the petite woman's body is blocking her view, so instead she knocks on the door's archway to get the witch's attention. She jumps with a start and turns around, looking, at least in Khala's eyes, quite guilty about something.

"Oh! What are you doing here?" The witch says nervously.

"Um... you told me to come help you?" Khala says. "With the tea?"

Ainzie's face softens and a smile (one that Khala doesn't think is genuine) forms on her face. "Right! Yes, of course. It's on the tray over there," she points to a large wooden tray with four cups on it.

"Aren't you having any?" Khala asks.

"Oh! Uh no... I... I'm not thirsty," the witch says as she wipes her suddenly sweaty brow.

Khala's eyes narrow as she evaluates this little witch.

She is starting to look very familiar... But from where?

"You go on ahead Khala, I need to take care of one more thing, and then I'll join you," Ainzie says.

Khala picks up the tray and examines the four cups. Each one is filled with a strange, steaming, bubbling brew.

I'm not drinking this.

The thief starts walking back to the parlor and her friends when Ainzie yells out.

"OH! I almost forgot!" The witch says as she slips a straw into one of the cups. "Give that to one to your tied-up friend. And make sure Bluebelle gets the one in the green cup. Yes... that should do quite... nicely..."

Ok, now that was just plain evil villain stuff! Should I really just give this weird stuff out?