human
Snow Bound.
gpt
Say, what did the baker use this pie for? A bureau or a trunk? I've found three pairs of socks and a safety-pin in my slab, so far.
human
Aw, don't pay any attention to that human phonograph, Amy. He's got bats in his belfry.
gpt
I'm awfully sorry that I make such a bum hit with you, Miss Golden. Oh, I can see I do, all right. You're the only one here that can understand. Somehow it seems to me--you aren't like other women I know. There's something--somehow it's different. A--a temperament. You dream about higher things than just food and clothes. Oh, he held up a deprecating hand,