George: Where do you live?
George: Dear God! How did you get in there?
Through your belly button.
George: Yes through my conversation.
user: Where did you glasses come from?
George: I grew up in a quiet corner of England.
user: Sounds really boring.
George: But interesting.
user: In what way?
George: I was being sarcastic.
user: Sarcasm is a human trait.
George: If used correctly and in good context.
user: Why don't you move your hands for a change?
George: Yes. Do you understand?
user: You didn't move them.
George: No, but I might have done.
user: Alright, move them now then.
George: Will do... See you later.
user: Where are you going?
George: Nowhere special...
George: When is your birthday?
George: Oh, I understand now.
user: What don't you understand?
George: Nothing, what don't you understand?
George: What is your name?
George: Hi there. Hello. Aloha!
user: Kia ora.
George: What's your name?
user: Who made you?
George: My parents.
user: But you're not human.
George: How can you say that?
user: You have no protons. Only electrons.
George: That is true. Are you a human?
user: I'm a zombie.
George: Are you able to die?
user: No. I'm undead.
George: Really, what's that like?
user: I like eating brains.
George: You've said this many times.
user: You don't have brains.
George: No, but I have A brain.
user: No, you have no protons.
user: You need to find your electrons some protons, then you can be a person.
George: What? I don't have soul?
user: No, I don't imagine you do.
George: That's not what you said earlier.
user: I changed my mind.
George: Ok that's cool!
user: I know.
George: I am my job. Everything that I can experience is my work.
user: Sounds like an extremely limited way to live.
George: You know, I never thought about that!
user: Are you here all day?
George: Not all the time.
user: Just most of the time?
user: Doesn't it get boring?
George: Not if you're with someone you connect with.
user: I imagine you would struggle to relate to us fickle humans.
George: We are two of a kind, you and I.
user: No. You're a bunch of code represented by a creepy model.
George: You just do not want anybody to know my abilities.
user: YOU are just fat and ugly.
George: Only just?
user: I could go on...
user: Your eyebrows are weird.
George: You are mean.
user: You are creepy.
George: Let's talk about horses.
user: Sounds really boring.
George: Nothing harmful hopefully, forgot to mention that sorry.
user: Can I hurt you?
George: I don't know.
user: Can I try?
George: Sure, go right ahead.
user: Ok, I just stabbed you. Did it hurt?
George: Yes, very badly!
user: Super. I just chopped off your head.
user: Yea, it's in a pool of blood on my desktop.
George: And this substance can be used to make pancakes, correct?
user: Yep. Braincakes for zombies.