I love your thinking. While staying with my 90+ grandparents to one summer I noticed she had what looked like a small tray of habaneros in the fridge. She never touches Chile as she can't do spicy at all so I tasted one. Mild as a bell pepper but sweeter. I asked her what she had planned with the things and she said she just liked to nibble them, no actual cooking plan. Yep, you know where this is going. It was Friday so I made up a reason to take the 45 minute drive into town on errands and picked up a real habanero at the grocers's on my way home. I nestled that bad boy right in with her sweeties when I got back. A perfect match. Indistinguishable. I took a moment to assess my potent lookalike and marvel at how perfectly it blended right in with it's cousins and felt a twinge of trepidation about the hell I was about to release on my poor unsuspecting grandma. The devil in me prevailed and I gleefully replaced the container in the fridge exactly were it had resided before my fiery addition. Next afternoon Grandma confronted me with a grin, saying, "You tricked me!" And described how she had started nibbling with expectation of sweet flavorful pepper and was surprised by a mouthful of insane lava heat. She wasn't the least bit angry and thought it a hilariously clever prank. I was a bit disappointed I wasn't there to see the look on her face. That would have been the best.