"Oh lord, look at you two...I can't believe it worked, again. Ok, I don't have any regrets about filling my stables with fine breeding stock - and the pair of you are very fine indeed - but there's an element of this that's just...pathetic? This shouldn't be as ridiculously EASY as it is. You weren't the least bit suspicious about this miracle drug that makes you run faster, doubles your stamina, gives you all this pent-up energy? You didn't think to stop taking it when you started getting hairier, and your belly started barreling out, and your hands and feet started aching and feeling stiff? There aren't any addictive chemicals in this stuff, I developed the formula myself. Has to be like a...runner's high or something, that you can't get enough of. Or maybe the attraction to horse pheromones kicks in earlier than anticipated and draws you to keep coming back, to breathe in their scent again and again. Well, now you can breathe it in all day, if you like. You'll be doing a lot more than that..."