What do I want for dinner?
The What-Do-You-Want-For-Dinner I-Don't-Know-What-Do-You-Want? Dialog Generator Results:
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Joe: So, what do you want to eat?
Lissa: I don't know what do you want to eat?
Joe: I guess I'm not really that hungry.
Lissa: Yeah, me neither.
Joe: How does steak sound?
Lissa: Hmm, we have that a lot.
Joe: yeah.
Lissa: So you're really not hungry?
Joe: Well, I could probably eat something.
Lissa: Like what?
Joe: Just about anything, really.
Lissa: How about mexican?
Joe: Yeah, I guess that's ok.
Lissa: I don't know now.
Joe: You don't know? Come on.
Lissa: We could order Chinese.
Joe: You're too lazy to go out and get food?
Lissa: No, I guess not. Where do you want to go?
Joe: I was thinking that new steak place.
Lissa: That's all the way downtown!
Joe: It's supposed to be good.
Lissa: I guess I'm just not in the mood.
Joe: Well, what are you in the mood for?
Lissa: You said just about anything.
Joe: Anything but steak.
Lissa: You suggested that earlier.
Joe: I did? hmmm.
Lissa: I always feel like mexican, but we never go.
Joe: That's fine..
Lissa: I guess I'm just not in the mood.
Joe: Well, I could probably eat something.
Lissa: We could order Chinese.
Joe: yeah.
Lissa: You said just about anything.
Joe: I was thinking that new steak place.
Lissa: You suggested that earlier.
Joe: We could flip for it.
Lissa: What are we arguing over?
Joe: steak or hamburgers.
Lissa: heads.
Joe: I don't have a quarter.
Lissa: mexican.
Joe: Yeah, I guess that's ok.
Lissa: Let's get a pizza.
Joe: Yeah, ok.
Lissa: What's your favorite number?
Joe: 23.
The really spooky part, this is so spot on, bordering on verbatim, of the conversations we have every day.
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Joe: So, what do you want to eat?
Lissa: I don't know what do you want to eat?
Joe: I guess I'm not really that hungry.
Lissa: Yeah, me neither.
Joe: How does steak sound?
Lissa: Hmm, we have that a lot.
Joe: yeah.
Lissa: So you're really not hungry?
Joe: Well, I could probably eat something.
Lissa: Like what?
Joe: Just about anything, really.
Lissa: How about mexican?
Joe: Yeah, I guess that's ok.
Lissa: I don't know now.
Joe: You don't know? Come on.
Lissa: We could order Chinese.
Joe: You're too lazy to go out and get food?
Lissa: No, I guess not. Where do you want to go?
Joe: I was thinking that new steak place.
Lissa: That's all the way downtown!
Joe: It's supposed to be good.
Lissa: I guess I'm just not in the mood.
Joe: Well, what are you in the mood for?
Lissa: You said just about anything.
Joe: Anything but steak.
Lissa: You suggested that earlier.
Joe: I did? hmmm.
Lissa: I always feel like mexican, but we never go.
Joe: That's fine..
Lissa: I guess I'm just not in the mood.
Joe: Well, I could probably eat something.
Lissa: We could order Chinese.
Joe: yeah.
Lissa: You said just about anything.
Joe: I was thinking that new steak place.
Lissa: You suggested that earlier.
Joe: We could flip for it.
Lissa: What are we arguing over?
Joe: steak or hamburgers.
Lissa: heads.
Joe: I don't have a quarter.
Lissa: mexican.
Joe: Yeah, I guess that's ok.
Lissa: Let's get a pizza.
Joe: Yeah, ok.
Lissa: What's your favorite number?
Joe: 23.
The really spooky part, this is so spot on, bordering on verbatim, of the conversations we have every day.