*raspy voice* It is I! The Hoarse Whisperer! Stop asking me to--
*pauses, sips some tea*
--to figure out what's wrong with your horse! I'm not that--
*coughs, drinks more tea*
--not that kind of whisperer! Be gone! I have a cold! Next time bring me an Earl Grey latte with extra honey!
*sips tea and glares as they leave*