human
All I need to know is how many is coming,
gpt
There won't be any one for awhile.
human
Then it's very simple, ma'am. On the woman's face was a look which said,
gpt
Just you keep out of my kitchen.
human
Mrs. Lanier bought clothes Spring and Fall, and then she left the child to me. I go out every Thursday and every other Sunday--afternoon and evening. Lucy the waitress takes my place. The rest of the time I've managed alone. She looked around in a jealous way and asked,
gpt
I suppose you'll want things as before?
human
Yes, for the present,