You offer the Jar of Ointment.
Something invisible whisks it out of your hand and over to one of the animal heads.
Unseen hands unscrew the top and the head sniffs the ointment inside.
Turning to you, the head snorts,
'Why this is naught but an alchemist's healing balm!
What use have we for this?'
The Jar falls to the floor and smashes.
You may either:
Or beat a hasty exit and try the other door