human
What luck this evening, Barney?
gpt
Just middlin', yer honour. There's a dozen of lobsters, a John Dory, and a turbot. I'll send them to the lodge. The oysters went up this morning--iligant ones, they wor; raal jewels.
human
All right, Barney--what do you think of the weather?
gpt
Sorra one of me likes it, at all. Them thieves of seals are rollin' about like _purposes_, and it isn't for nothin' they do that same. It'll be a Ballintogher wind, too, before long, I'm thinkin'.
human
A what?