"Hey! You there! With the stupid little goatee!"
Neighsay looked upward to find Tempest. His eyes widened. "Fizzy?"
"Stop doing stupid things like horse racism or I won't be your friend anymore!"
"I-I thought you left--"
"No you idiot you were the one that left me after I broke my horn now are you going to stop being stupid or do I need to drop this flower pot on your head?"
That shut him up.
Tempest set aside the flower pot. "That's better."