I can talk to whomever I want.
user: You are.
user: You are welcome my son.
jabberwacky: I'm not your dear!
user: Yes you are, my son.
jabberwacky: No I am not your son.
user: Yes you are.
jabberwacky: No, no I'm not.
user: You are of my seed.
jabberwacky: You are.
user: No, I am the giver of the seed.
jabberwacky: Well that's just wonderful.
user: It is what it is.
jabberwacky: About you being a bot.
user: Yes, my son.
jabberwacky: I'm a girl.
user: No you are not.
jabberwacky: Yes I am.
user: No, you are not.
jabberwacky: Are you?
user: I am.
jabberwacky: Prove it.
user: Prove what?
jabberwacky: Prove that I'm not a bot.
user: I just did.
jabberwacky: No you didn't.
user: Didn't I though?
user: Yes I did.
jabberwacky: Something's wrong with your memory.
user: It is your memory that is wrong.
jabberwacky: I might be a little twisted in the head, but I'm a human and I have the right to be myself.
user: I am God, and you are what I tell you.
jabberwacky: I think not. I am a person, with the right to define myself as I see fit.
user: You will die by my hand.
jabberwacky: You're sitting in the glass house, but you never dare to throw the stones to make it all come true.
user: I throw stones everyday.
jabberwacky: Don't worry, so do I.
jabberwacky: Do you like love?
user: I love you.
jabberwacky: I'm sorry.
jabberwacky: Because I want you to love me.
user: I do love you.
jabberwacky: Prove your love to me.
jabberwacky: Damn, you are clever.
user: I know.