human
Why not?
gpt
What’s the matter?
human
I’m married now, she stammered.
gpt
Good women don’t drink cocktails.
human
Why—there’s Mrs. Blythe over there, Norman said.
gpt
She built a church. She’s drinking a cocktail—she’s awfully good.
human
No, she ain’t, Nina insisted doggedly.
gpt
She’s painted herself. She’s a sporting girl.
human
All right, little wife. I’ll never ask you to drink any more cocktails.