conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Well, no…I supposed we had danced together during practice, but there was a fundamental difference in what together meant in ballroom dancing. We had yet to dance hand in hand, bodies close to one another. "Miss Claire, can you teach me how to ballroom dance?"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Oh, but of course. But why the sudden change of heart?"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I just thought it’d be nice to dance with you."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Rae, you realize ballroom dancing is typically done by a man and a woman, right?" Claire reminded me.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Normally, she would have been right. Normally. "Oh? Is that a rule in the Bauer Kingdom? I don’t think anyone will question it here."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Really?"
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Yes. Same-sex marriage has been recognized in the empire for a long time."
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "See? Nothing wrong with it. So will you be my partner for the ball, Miss Claire?"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Hee hee, all right. In exchange, you have to wear a dress, okay?"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Whaaat?"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Don’t ‘what’ me. You realize I still haven’t seen you wear a dress once, right? You even wore a pantsuit for our audience with the late King l’Ausseil."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I didn’t like skirts much. I wore the Royal Academy uniform because I had to, but I preferred no skirts at all if I could. For a ballroom dance, I would have to wear that…whatchamacallit? An evening gown? Bleh. "Oh, don’t make that face. I want to see you dolled up for once. Can you wear an evening gown for me? Please?"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Ugh. I’ll think about it, but only because you asked."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Hee hee. I’m looking forward to it."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Rae Taylor, a moment please."
conversations.prefix: A voice:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Wondering who it could be, I looked toward the entrance of the classroom to see a familiar face beckoning me.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Oh, it’s Hilda. What could she want?"
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Indeed, it was Hildegard Eichrodt, an extremely talented official of the Imperial government and someone with whom we’d worked closely during the pope’s visit. Notably, she was also a love interest in Revo-Lily. Her monocle glinted in the light, as it always did. "I’ll be right back." Most of my lunch was gone at that point anyway, so I left Claire behind and went over. "Yes?"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Sorry to call on you so suddenly. I have a request."
conversations.prefix: Hilda: