conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  He seemed used to making public appearances and, in fact, looked somewhat bored.
conversations.prefix: He:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  The final judge was, shockingly, Empress Dorothea Nur herself. It’s an honor, but are you sure you don’t have better things to do, Your Majesty?
conversations.prefix: Lana:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  From the moment she took her seat, Philine restlessly sneaked glances at her mother.
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Dorothea, on the other hand, didn’t seem to even notice Philine. This mother and daughter were clearly distant, in multiple meanings of the word. I supposed that, seeing as Philine had chosen Claire’s route, their relationship hadn’t had the chance to improve.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Heh. Well, ya didn’t chicken out, I’ll give ya that." The head chef sneered, wearing his white uniform. Alongside him were who I presumed to be his sous chefs, standing imposingly with their arms crossed and glaring our way.
conversations.prefix: Head Chef:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Whyever would we?"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Our victory today is guaranteed."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Ha! Don’t get yer hopes up, lady!"
conversations.prefix: Head Chef:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I could say the same to you!" In mere moments, Claire and the head chef were at each other’s throats.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Oh, and would you look at that? We haven’t even started and this kitchen’s already getting heated! Looks like we’re gonna have quite the match on our hands today, don’t ya think, Marthe?"
conversations.prefix: Lana:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Perhaps, but I personally dislike all the bickering. A real chef fights with nothing but their food."
conversations.prefix: Marthe:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I couldn’t agree more! Oh, would you look at that? It’s about time for this cook-off to get cookin’! This event is sponsored by Frater Trading. Frater Trading: We’re there for you."
conversations.prefix: Lana:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Hwuh?! Hearing Lana announce something I would never in a million years have expected to hear, I looked over at Lene, who stuck her tongue out at me sheepishly as though to say “Whoops!” A businesswoman’s acumen wasn’t to be underestimated.
conversations.prefix: He:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Now for the opening address! Your Majesty Dorothea, if you would?"
conversations.prefix: Lana:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Very well." Dorothea stood and walked to the front. In an instant, a hush fell over the crowd. The respect her citizens felt for her was palpable.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Today, you bear witness to an event that will change the cuisine of our empire forever. Never again shall our food be called poison." Dorothea kept her opening address short and sweet—very true to her nature—but the crowd went wild, nonetheless. Her popularity astounded me.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Thank you very much, Your Majesty Dorothea! Now then, time for the rules! The contestants are to prepare an appetizer, an entrée featuring meat, and a dessert for a best-of-three match. The first side to score two points wins the cook-off!" Lana explained. We’d put some serious effort into planning our dishes, but we were up against professionals who cooked for a living. Victory would be hard won. Then again, seeing how much attention this event had already focused on the empire’s cuisine, it wouldn’t have been a stretch to say we’d already accomplished our goal.
conversations.prefix: Lana:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Our first bout is appetizers."
conversations.prefix: Lana:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Ready, set…cook!" The deep reverb of a drum signaled the chefs to leap to action.
conversations.prefix: Lana: