human
Let’s sit down a bit and talk over things, he said.
gpt
There’s a grand view from here, Nellie—I could see Brigue, if it wasn’t for the cloud.
human
Do you want to see Brigue, Bob?
gpt
Do I want to see Brigue?—when I can look at you! I say, Nellie, how silky your hair is—and I do believe your lips are cold. Well, that ought to warm them anyway! Shall I do it again? I will if you like!
human
Why do you treat me like this, Bob?
gpt
Because I love you, Nellie.
human
Do you mean it—every word of it?
gpt
I’ll swear a thousand oaths if you like.
human
And you’ll never love anyone else?