human
Can you paint everything you see?
gpt
I cannot paint anything, he answered, with a sort of merry discontent which, now that his hunger was satisfied, characterized his every look and movement.
human
I cannot paint anything, he repeated, with a little nod,
gpt
Do you not like me at all, then?
human
Shall I paint you?
gpt
What will you give me for it?
human
Is that enough?
gpt
I will not take money,
human
You are a very queer artist, she admonished him,
gpt
I do take money for my pictures, he declared,
human
For nothing?
gpt
No: you must give me a kiss for it. Will you?