human
There ain't no doc, said the waitress.
gpt
It's Fatty Matthews, the deputy marshal, who takes care of that Strann--bad luck to him! Fatty's in the barroom now. But what's the matter? You seem like you was hearin' something?
human
I am, replied Daniels enigmatically.
gpt
I'm hearin' something that would be music for the ears of Old Nick.