human
I'm for ever b-b-blowing b-b-bub-b-bles, B-blinkin' b-bub-b-bles in the air.
gpt
Bubbles be blowed, he said.
human
B-b-burglars, what? Shall I moisten the lips? Or would you rather I wore a sickly smile? I should like it to be a good photograph. You know, you can't touch me, Reggibald. I'm in balk. His eyes wandered round the room.
gpt
Why, there's Nobby. And what's the game? Musical Chairs? I know a better one than that. His eyes returned to the master.
human
Now, don't you look and I'll hide in the hassock! Then, when I say 'Cuckoo,' you put down the musket and wish. Then--excuse me.