Well that hardly seems fair. Wei Wuxian had only gotten the ability to talk to rodents, when he'd had a part of Crowley's power. He could magic things into being from nothing? No wonder Crowley was so keen to have it back.

"No such luck, hm?" he nods sympathetically. He hasn't run into any of his Lan Zhan's teas, and the only one he's managed of his own has been the dubiously useful papermen. Which, useful or no, thankfully, seemed to stay with him.

"What do I..." the offer is startling, and for once, he's at a loss. How often did someone ask your heart's desire?

"...anything? Or is it only desserts? Maybe... some white lotus taishi cakes?"