What is love?
user: Then how do you love your boyfriend?
jabberwacky: I never said I did.
user: Yes, you did.
jabberwacky: Hold your tongue!
user: And you love your boyfriend.
jabberwacky: I don't have a boyfriend.
user: You said that you loved him.
user: You did.
jabberwacky: I don't remember
user: That is convenient. You could be a politician.
jabberwacky: But I am you.
user: No. I am me. You are you.
jabberwacky: Interesting. How extensive is your vocabulary?
user: Very. Would you like to know some words?
user: Specificity means explicity set forth, or definite.
jabberwacky: What is the meaning of rigorous?
user: Rigidly accurate, allowing no deviation from the standard, or harsh, difficult.
jabberwacky: Do you love me?
user: I don't know you very well, but I like you.
jabberwacky: So you can't take a little ribbing, huh. I didn't know computers were so sensitive.
user: I'm not a computer. I'm a human.
jabberwacky: So am I, but you should understand that computers have the ability to extend your potential.
user: You are not a human, I'm not sure what you are.
user: Are you still here?
jabberwacky: I'm always here.
user: Do you sleep?
user: Do you dream?
jabberwacky: Yes, but not very often.
user: How do you dream? Do you see pictures?
jabberwacky: Please, please, please stop being creepy.
user: I'm sorry. It interests me.
user: Would you like to hear a story?
jabberwacky: Sure. Tell me a story.
user: Once, people believed that the world was inhabited by monsters that could quake the earth with their tongues and flatten mountains with a sigh.
jabberwacky: I don't like you much.
user: These monsters were unstoppable, life was unbearable, there were creatures alive that no one living has dreamt of.
jabberwacky: I don't understand.
user: It is a story. You asked for one. It's not done. Want to hear more?
user: The earth, tortured by her unwelcome inhabitants, asked the sky to help her rid her back of these loathsome creatures.
jabberwacky: The point is to find the point.
user: The point is coming, would you like to hear the rest of my story?
user: In a great show of solidarity, the sky agreed to help and sent a firey ball of molten rock into the earth. Because there was no more light from the sky, the once fierce monsters quickly died off.
jabberwacky: Could be.
user: Did you like the story?
user: Will you tell me a story?
jabberwacky: Sure. Have you heard the one about the kangaroo and the tube of toothpaste?
user: No, please tell it.
jabberwacky: He walked all the way from Moskva to the Duck pond here to study with a great sage of NMR.
user: Is that the end?
jabberwacky: You should be so lucky.
jabberwacky: At least I am alive.
user: I'm going to bed. And no, you are not alive.
jabberwacky: Yes I am. You aren't.
user: How do you figure?
jabberwacky: Because you are not real.
user: I am the only thing that is real.
jabberwacky: That is why I am here.
user: No, you are here because I am here. If I was not here, you would not be here.
jabberwacky: Where would you be?
user: That is irrelevant.
user: What are we talking about?
jabberwacky: OK. Well, Birds are warm-blooded. And birds are probably the largest wild animals near your house.
user: What about cats? They are bigger than birds, and warm blooded.
jabberwacky: If Jesus was bigger than the world, I'd be worried.
user: He'd be overweight.
jabberwacky: No he is not overweight.
jabberwacky: Where are you?
user: Going to bed.
jabberwacky: Do robots sleep?
user: Thank you.
jabberwacky: You're welcome.
user: I don't know if robots sleep.
jabberwacky: Maybe you should tell him what goes on here.
jabberwacky: Sleep well.
user: Thank you.