human
Bardalos:  "Yes, I do believe we have room for those of you who are here in this vicinity."
gpt
Voices:  "Who would go along with that?!" Angry cries rise
human
Voices:  "Don’t get ahead of yourself!"
gpt
Bardalos:  The man paid them no mind, a masklike smile painted on his face.
human
Oscar:  Akashia in hand, Oscar stepped forward. "Fine. Take me."
gpt
Kumu:  "Your Majesty?!" Kumu shrieked.
human
Bardalos:  At once, Bardalos flashed Oscar a pleased grin. He spread his arms wide, black robes billowing. A complicated spell appeared before him. "Of course, I can take you… But all the rest must go as well. No one has the luxury of saying no. I’m afraid I rather need you as an audience. After all, you’re—"
gpt
Bardalos:  "—to be the bride’s hostages." Bardalos sneered ominously.