human
You, Joy? You! I can't believe it!
gpt
I suppose not, she said dully, and the flush died from her face.
human
No one would have believed me so wicked! They don't know me as I am.
gpt
Tell me about it, Joy, please. I know you didn't do it on purpose. You couldn't have. I never did anything to make you hate me like that.
human
Now we can talk better, she said, sitting down on the hearth rug beside her.
gpt
Tell me how it happened. It's been such a mystery to me.