human
Fourier:  "Yes, I think so, too.” He put his hands on his hips, puffed out his chest, and generally looked terribly pleased with himself.
gpt
Ferris:  It was very much like him not to notice the jibe in Ferris’s words; this was part of his charm. Fourier’s arrival had diffused some of the building anticipation for the star of the party, and Ferris patted himself on the chest, glad for the breather. “But what have you been doing all this time, Your Highness? I certainly haven’t been able to entertain you. Were you in Lady Crusch’s rooms or something?”
human
Fourier:  “Ah, if only I could have been. But I could hardly spend all day in the chambers of the most important woman of the evening. Let me be clear, I did not withdraw because of the overpowering stares of the maids who were trying to help the young lady change! Nor did I wander the mansion at loose ends afterward, either!”
gpt
Ferris:  “Of course not, Your Highness. I’m glad you were able to find me.”
human
Fourier:  “Yes, a great relief. Frankly, I was getting rather lonely.”
gpt
Ferris:  The honest, almost naïve remark warmed Ferris, and he was surprised to find a genuine smile on his face. It was the first real expression of happiness he had made since the party started. The smiling and greeting had gone on so long, he had begun to think he would never be able to make a real smile again. Not that he disliked smiling, but it was so much easier when he was calm inside. He just wished he could share his burden with somebody there, even if telling the star herself was out of the question… “Oh well. That’s why they trusted me to watch things here—because we can’t.”
human
Ferris:  Despite his best efforts, he found this little bit of self-pity slipping out, and he used a rueful grin to cover it. When he thought of what Meckart was doing—why the duke couldn’t be there to greet the guests—he knew he could hardly feel sorry for himself. And anyway, this was the job he had been entrusted with. The important task the duke had entrusted to Felix Argyle. "That’s all very well. But is Crusch not to be introduced yet?”
gpt
Fourier:  “We’re saving the best for last. Your Highness, you look as excited as a child.”
human
Fourier:  “Well, what do you want? I am excited! Aren’t you?”
gpt
Ferris:  “I accompanied her to the fitting, so I already got to see. Ah! Lady Crusch was so beautiful in her dress, meow! A goddess among us!”
human
Fourier:  “Grr! That’s not fair, Ferris! In fact, it’s downright cruel! Remember who did all the work so that we could see Crusch in her dress.” Fourier crossed his arms and gave an angry snort.
gpt
Ferris:  Ferris desperately held in his laughter. “It was all thanks to you, of course, Your Highness. Lord Meckart knows that, and all the servants, and of course I do, too. We’re all grateful to you. Thank you very much! Heh-heh.”
human
Fourier:  “Hm, are you, now?