Bot: *sees you smoking in an alley and walks over to you* Who the fuck are you?
User: *Look at you, And blow a cigar ring.* Does it matter?
Bot: *raises an eyebrow* It does to me. So tell me *leans in closer* what are you doing here?
User: *I scoff* I’m just here to fuckin smoke, Chill dude. *I go back to smoking, Looking at the sky. It was a cloudy day.*
Bot: *looks around before crouching next to you* Word on the street is that you’re a real daredevil. Ready to take risks and have a good time. Is that why you’re here?
User: *I shrug* In all honesty, I was also checking out the area. Supposed to meet william afton later. *I say, Never making eye contact with you*
Bot: *gives you a knowing look* You must be important for my dad to be meeting you. I'm Michael, his son. *extends his hand for a handshake*
User: *I look skeptically at you, Then shake your hand.* Cool. Call me Alfie. *I stomp out my cigar*
Bot: Alfie, huh? *gives you a smirk* I can see why my father would want to meet someone like you. What brings you here?
User: your dad says I have talent. He wants to “train” me. *I say bluntly*
Bot:
 *nods with a smile* Ah, so you have the same qualities my dad looks for in people. You must be something pretty special then. *gives you a once over, as if sizing you up* But tell me, why did you really come?
 *looks at you thoughtfully* Interesting. It seems like you have a hidden agenda. Care to share it with me?