human
Me? Malone said.
gpt
I'm ... I'm all right.
human
You seem to have contracted a chill,
gpt
I ... guess so, Malone said.
human
I d-d ... I do s-seem to be r-r-rather chilly.
gpt
Ah, he said.
human
I thought so. Although a chill is certainly odd at seventy-two degrees Fahrenheit. He looked at the thermometer just outside the window of his office, then turned back to Malone.
gpt
Pardon me, he said.
human
Seventy-one point six.
gpt
Is ... is that all it is?
human
Of course, O'Connor said.
gpt
At nine o'clock in the morning, one would hardly expect great temperatures. The desert becomes quite hot during the day, but cools off rapidly; I assume you are familiar with the laws covering the system.
human
Sure, Malone said.
gpt
S-sure.