human
Oh, you little rogue! answered his mother, returning the caress,
gpt
I have told you every story I can recollect, at least twenty times each. Why not run out in the garden with your nice new ball, lying there on the floor, and see how high you can throw it up in the air? You must take more exercise in the open air, my dear little Willie. Let us make a bargain. If you will play half an hour, and come in with a pair of rosy cheeks, I will try to have a story ready for you--a _new_ story.
human
Shake a Paw on it.
gpt
Oh, delightful!