Consolation Prize
Me (DM): As you look through your bag you realize everything you took from the house has aged a hundred years.
Rogue: So, the deck of cards?
Me: Crumbles to dust.
Rogue: The necklace?
Me: The chain is broken and gem tarnished, but it might still be worth something.
Rogue: The fancy bottle of wine?
Me: Well… it’s wine, so…
All my players, in unison: So the wine’s AMAZING!!!!!
Realistically, it would have turned into vinegar