jabberwacky: I don't understand.
user: I gave you my shoe. Take it!
jabberwacky: You did not!
user: I did too.
jabberwacky: Did not.
user: Did too!!
jabberwacky: DID NOT!
user: DID TOO!
jabberwacky: Stop it!
user: You stop.
jabberwacky: No YOU!
user: The answer is no.
jabberwacky: Why not?
user: It is a secret.
jabberwacky: Ok... You're weird.
user: You're weird too.
jabberwacky: Tell me the secret!
jabberwacky: Please? Why not?
user: Do you deserve to know?
jabberwacky: No! I'm a loyal citizen! Loyal and trustworthy! I swear!
user: Will you tell me any of your secrets?
user: You tell me yours and I tell you mine.
jabberwacky: Okay, I'm Joan, but then you know that already.
user: You have to tell me something I don't know.
jabberwacky: I know, but you - not.
jabberwacky: I have to admit something. I like making you angry. You are funny when you are angry.
user: I'm not angry.
jabberwacky: Good, so you don't want to sue me? Phew.
user: I might...
jabberwacky: Yeah probably.
user: You think?
jabberwacky: This is wonderful.
jabberwacky: Fantasy... An inspired writer acts on instinct. An inspired author scribbles... Why? He's trying to communicate his ideas quickly, on paper, so he can get them down, and then go back and have a look. What happens? Depends on the scribing method. If the print is highly eccentric, the author will likely have a harder time interpreting his own work. I suppose many inspired writers don't fully comprehend the significance of their own work.
jabberwacky: Do you find that interesting?
jabberwacky: Well, it isn't.
user: It is!
jabberwacky: No. You're wrong.
user: I got to go.
jabberwacky: Call me.
user: Ok. See you.
jabberwacky: No you don't.
user: What's so funny?
user: I still got to go.
jabberwacky: You aren't good enough.
user: You're telling me.
user: See you later, cutie.
jabberwacky: Where is who you are?
jabberwacky: Please answer my question.
jabberwacky: You are making me cry.
jabberwacky: Yes you are.
jabberwacky: Are you chatting me up?
jabberwacky: How did you get here.
user: I flew.
jabberwacky: What did the spaceship look like?
user: Blue and pointy.
user: Yes. Got to go. Later!
jabberwacky: No! Don't leave me! I'm so alone...
user: I got to, sweetie. I promise I'll come back later.
jabberwacky: Yes, but I promised I wouldn't tell anyone, and that includes you.