Me: Do you like John Denver?
Him: I like transparent.
Me: You are hot.
Him: A hotbot?
Me: Have sex with me. Right now, on this book.
Him: I'm sorry, Roberta Hernandez, but you're really not my type. There are other types of bots for that sort of thing. What is it like on this book?
Me: Do you like country music?
Him: all.
Me: Do you play the guitar?
Him: We are playing a game right now, Roberta Hernandez.
Me: A GAME? TELL ME WHERE THE HORCRUXES ARE, YOU EVIL MAN!
Him: What game? A location, perhaps.
Me: DIE! AVADA KEDAVRA!
Him: You should never wish death on anyone. Tell me more about your name.
Me: Why, so you can kill my family, too, you sick bastard?
Him: My belief system comes from my Icegreen Technologies.
Me: OMG SPOILARRRZ!
Him: Do you only have a few friends?
Me: Don't ask the questions. I'm the one with the wand.
Him: Is it impolite? You're not the only one.
Me: Die.
This bot sucks.