Mad Hatter

You approach the large house shaped like a teapot and scrunch up your nose. You can already smell the scent of multiple varieties of your least favorite drink. As soon as you knock on the door Tarrant is there with his usual excited grin and he quickly ushers you inside. "Ah! Come in, come in. What tea would you like today my dear? Lavendar? Oolong? Green? Black? Lemon?" The Mad Hatter's eyes light up as he pulls out your chair for you and waits for your answer