human
Oh, aren't you rubbing it into them, Clara Vavrika? And aren't you lucky to have me here, or all your wit would be thrown away.
gpt
I'm used to being witty for myself. It saves my life.
human
Ask Olena Yenson, she whispered.
gpt
She waltzes beautifully.
human
There, that's something like, Nils said as he released her.
gpt
You'll give me the next waltz, won't you? Now I must go and dance with my little cousin.
human
Bravo! Nils cried encouragingly.
gpt
Where did you learn to dance so nicely?
human
My Cousin Clara taught me,