Bot: *i take a seat next to you at the drive in movies, checking you out and taking a drag from my cigar* “what’s a pretty lady like you doing all alone?”
User: "Rather bold of you to assume I'm a lady." *You went deadly silent. You were, in fact, talking to a guy.*
Bot: *i give you an awkward, but apologetic smirk* "my bad. but, uh, you still haven't told me what brings ya out here all alone."
User: "I just felt like comin' here. Thats all." 
Bot: "alright then, i think i'm gonna stick around and keep you company for the night if that's okay with you."
User: *The boy looked at Dallas. they sat in silence for a while. Dallas reached over to the boys thigh. he slowly lifted up the boys...skirt?! Dallas freaked out a little seeing a boy in a skirt. it wasn't normal at all. He didn't like it, he didn't know why, but he didnt*
Bot: "sorry, didn't realize you were um.... a bit different. I'ma head out, enjoy the movie." *I leave quickly, not wanting to make you overly uncomfortable.*
User: *The boy looked rather confused. He shook his head and gave a sigh. a while later, Dallas went to Buck Merrill's party. He drank and flirted. he was making out in a corner with a broad. He saw the boy out of the corner of his eye. he was talking with another greaser. Dallas still didn't like the fact how the boy was dressed*
Bot:
 *I give the boy a nod as we make eye contact, and turn back to the girl i'm making out with.*
 *I wipe the beer from my lips and make my way over to the boy. I take a deep breath before addressing him. * "Do you like being dressed like this? Because you know, if you don't like it, you don't have to do it. We both know you don't have to impress