conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Right, honey?"
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "We can’t possibly expect her to put up with such humble conditions…"
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Dad was reluctant. "Please don’t feel the need to indulge me. As your guest, I will be grateful for whatever you have to offer.”
conversations.prefix: Dad:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Claire surprised me with her gracious words. “Oh my, my, my. What a modest and humble aristocrat. Please, you are more than welcome to request some indulgences."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Mom was even more smitten with Claire than before.
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “But…we don’t have a room?”
conversations.prefix: Dad:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I can stay in the same room as Rae."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “But where would you sleep…?”
conversations.prefix: Dad:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “We can bring a cot in from the main house. Miss Claire can use Rae’s bed and Rae can sleep on the cot."
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Or we could sleep in the same bed!”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Oh my, my, my? Do you two have that sort of relationship?”
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Yes.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “No, we do not! I mean, if we must sleep in the same bed, that’s fine, but—” What was going on with Claire? She was being unusually meek and mild.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I’ll bring the cot…”
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Yes, please. And let’s close the store for the day. Oh, make sure you work up an appetite for dinner!” My parents went off to prepare for Claire’s stay. Or so I thought, until—
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Darling, how could you act like that after Rae finally brought home a sweetheart for us to meet? !”
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Honey, have you lost your mind? That’s the daughter of the François family…” Their conversation in the back room was entirely audible to us, but I pretended not to hear. Claire had a complicated look on her face.
conversations.prefix: Dad: