conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about Genie, Monkey, King with the genre: Teen & Young Adult, Literature & Fiction?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'The Epic Crush of Genie Lo'
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the first five paragraphs for this book.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The Epic Crush of Genie Lo
  I would have known what do to if I'd been the victim. Hand over everything quietly. Run away as fast as possible. Go for the eyes if I was cornered. I'd passed the optional SafeStrong girl's defense seminar at school with flying colors.
  But we'd never covered what to do when you see six grown men stomping the utter hell out of a boy your age in broad daylight. It was a Tuesday morning, for god's sake. I was on my way to school, the kid was down on the ground, and the muggers were kicking him like their lives depended on it. They weren't even trying to take his money.
  It was the boy's eyes. Even though he'd taken a beating that should have knocked him senseless, his eyes were perfectly clear as they locked on to mine. He stared at me like I was the only important thing in the world.
  That was as far as he got. The boy said something, his words lost in the distance. The man flinched like he couldn't believe what he was hearing, and then turned back to resume the brutal pounding.
  I should have been worried that the assault and battery would turn into outright homicide, but I kept going without looking back. I was too freaked out.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me five more paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Quentin and I took to the sky. The natural curve of his leap made it easy to fixate on our target while we sped through the air. The skeleton had stopped wandering and was now crouching directly in front of the catatonic child, contemplating. Any number of thoughts bounced inside its empty, polished skull.
  I cursed, and then cursed again even louder as we overshot. "That factory we just passed!" I yelled. "Second floor, the biggest room!"
  We came down in an empty municipal baseball diamond that might have been in the same town as the factory. Quentin took the landing much harder than on the bridge. We slammed into the ground, gouging up fountains of dirt and grass. Before the debris even settled, Quentin had us back in the air, on a smaller arc in the opposite direction.
  This leg of our journey took much less time. As the building loomed near, Quentin stuck out an arm to act as a battering ram. I buried my face in his shoulder as we made impact with one of the huge glass windows.
  I heard us burst through and land on the other side as easily as if it were a pane of sugar. Quentin held my head down while shards tinkled around us, to make sure I didn't catch an eyeful.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Delete the last sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Quentin and I took to the sky. The natural curve of his leap made it easy to fixate on our target while we sped through the air. The skeleton had stopped wandering and was now crouching directly in front of the catatonic child, contemplating. Any number of thoughts bounced inside its empty, polished skull.
  I cursed, and then cursed again even louder as we overshot. "That factory we just passed!" I yelled. "Second floor, the biggest room!"
  We came down in an empty municipal baseball diamond that might have been in the same town as the factory. Quentin took the landing much harder than on the bridge. We slammed into the ground, gouging up fountains of dirt and grass. Before the debris even settled, Quentin had us back in the air, on a smaller arc in the opposite direction.
  This leg of our journey took much less time. As the building loomed near, Quentin stuck out an arm to act as a battering ram. I buried my face in his shoulder as we made impact with one of the huge glass windows.
  I heard us burst through and land on the other side as easily as if it were a pane of sugar.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the last three paragraphs.. Start with the sentence 'But something about the situation didn't sit right'.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: But something about the situation didn't sit right. The smugness in the Jade Emperor's tone made it sound less like he was giving Guanyin a promotion worth celebrating and more like he was washing his hands of an impossible task. The lengths to which he'd go not to do any dirty work astounded me.
  But Guanyin had dipped even further, fixing me with a pointed stare. And all the other attendants kneeling on the floor had pivoted toward me, kowtowing.
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