human
Why didn't you look me up?
gpt
In Africa, man? he laughed.
human
Kinda big, Africa. Like, I didn't know if you were in the Sahara, or maybe down in Angola, or wherever.
gpt
Heaven forbid.
human
Isobel, he said,
gpt
I hate to do this, but let me introduce you to Homer Crawford, my immediate boss and slave driver, late of the University of Michigan where he must've found out where the body was--they gave him a doctorate. Then here's Elmer Allen, late of Jamaica--British West Indies, not Long Island--all he's got is a master's, also in sociology. And this is Kenneth Ballalou, hails from San Francisco, I don't think Kenny ever went to school, but he seems to speak every language ever. Abe turned to his final companion.
human
And this is our sole _real_ African, Bey-ag-Akhamouk, of Tuareg blood, so beware, they don't call the Tuareg the Apaches of the Sahara for nothing.
gpt
Since Abe seems to be an education snob, I might as well mention the University of Minnesota and my Political Science.
human
A Tuareg in a Reunited Nations team? Not that it makes any difference to me, but I thought there was some sort of policy.
gpt
I was taken to the States when I was three, Bey said.
human
I'm an American citizen.