conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "It’s the empire’s culture, nothing more."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "But it’s beginning to pose a diplomatic problem… Many foreign dignitaries complain about it when they visit."
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Of course they complained. If I were served this, I’d think the empire was trying to poison me.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Aye, even we don’t wanna serve this stuff." The cafeteria lady approaches. It seemed she’d heard us.
conversations.prefix: Cafeteria Lady:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I’m sorry, we didn’t mean to—"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "It’s fine; we know. The food here is terrible. But that don’t mean we like it." She gave us each a small plate of butter. "For yer bread. Of course, yer free to use it differently if ya’d like." She smiled meaningfully.
conversations.prefix: Cafeteria Lady:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Um, what does she mean?"
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "She’s saying we can do something like this." I took half of my butter and dropped it into the soup, which would make it taste fuller—incomparably better than before.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "My, this is so much better."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Why not cook it like this from the start?"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "They got angry the last time we tried to change things. The empire once had many delicious foods, y’know. Zwiebelkuchen, spargelsuppe, eierschecke… All forgotten." She muttered as she made her way back to the kitchen.
conversations.prefix: Cafeteria Lady:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I recognized the things she’d listed as German regional cuisine from my world. "Can’t you do something about this?" I asked Philine.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I want to, but my mother doesn’t see it as a problem…"
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Right. I really didn’t think I’d ever see eye to eye with Dorothea. Regardless, wasting food was wrong. The three of us took our time, finishing up our far-from-satisfying meals. "That was…nice?"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Don’t phrase it as a question."
conversations.prefix: Claire: