conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Despite getting sidetracked, we managed to make it to the dress shop. It was a normal shop, catering to regular citizens—not some kind of exclusive boutique meant for the imperial family, as one might hope from a recommendation from the imperial princess. Still, Philine had clearly recommended it for good reasons. The storefront alone was stylish, a carefully balanced mix of opulence and charm.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Shall we enter?"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Lana, Eve, and I were—quite frankly—too daunted to do anything. Only Claire stepped forward and pushed open the door like it was nothing. That was a villainess for you. Even something like this wouldn’t faze her. "You’re amazing, Miss Claire."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Sorry?" The way she didn’t even know why I was complimenting her was just so darling. Mwah. We entered the shop and were promptly greeted by an employee.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Welcome."
conversations.prefix: Employee: