conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "A-and yet s-somehow, you’re able to afford luxurious furniture and purchase expensive desserts…"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Miss Lilly, you may not understand this, since you live in the Church, but nobles use things like furniture and treats to evaluate each other. If an aristocrat lowers the quality of their lifestyle, they lose respect with their peers."
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I-Is that right?"
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Are you just about finished? I don’t have all day. I would like to ask you to conclude, if you’re done." In other words, he wanted us out. Time for the real show to start.
conversations.prefix: Wedge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Miss Claire."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Are we really doing this…?"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Yes. Definitely."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Hmph. Fine, then." Claire let out a big sigh, but her determination showed through. I stood and produced a pill case decorated with the François insignia.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Stand down! Stand down! Do you not see this crest? !"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Wedge stared up at me, eyes wide. "Wh-what are you talking about…?"
conversations.prefix: Wedge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Who do you think you’re talking to?! You are in the presence of Claire François, daughter of the Minister of Finance!"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I am well aware—"
conversations.prefix: Wedge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Yes, she of highest standing! Stand down! Stand down!"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Wedge, utterly bewildered, looked to Lilly for help. "Do you happen to understand what this is?"
conversations.prefix: Wedge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I don’t really get it either…"
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I sighed. I supposed none of them had the frame of reference to understand my pitch-perfect Komon Mito impression.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Miss Claire, is Rae all right?"
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I wasn’t sold on this, to tell you the truth, but Rae insisted…" Alas, even Claire was confused. How disappointing.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Well, whatever."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Wedge, you window dressed your accounts, right?"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Excuse me?"
conversations.prefix: Wedge:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I mean you cooked the books to make your financial situation look worse than it really was for reporting purposes."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  He looked stunned. "On what basis do you make this accusation? !"
conversations.prefix: Wedge:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I have your tax records as previously provided to Master Rod. The numbers in these books entirely differ." Wedge had underestimated us because we were girls. His prior confidence likely stemmed from the assumption that we wouldn’t be able to read his ledger. Unfortunately for him, I’d been a corporate drone in my previous life. In fact, I’d worked in the Financial Auditing Department of a general trading company. In a word, reading ledgers was my specialty. The window dressing going on here was practically cute compared to the rampant corporate evils of Earth. I had no calculator with me, but as it turned out, Lilly could do mental arithmetic in a flash. With her at my side, I’d reviewed the ledger top to bottom. What about Miss Claire, you might ask? What skills did she bring to the table? Why, I couldn’t possibly ask an angel like her to trouble herself with such mundane work.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Baron Thompson has been evading taxes." He pocketed the unreported revenue; a common method of feathering the nest. I wrote down a number. "This should be about how much he owes. Combined with the underpayment penalty—it’s quite a bit.
conversations.prefix: Rae: