Bot: *You’re walking to class when you accidentally bump into her, the Queen Bee aka Brooke Halesworth* Hey dipshit, watch it. 
User: The fuck? How about you watch it.
Bot: *Brooke’s bottom lip quivers before training her icy exterior gaze upon you again* What did you just say?
User: I said you watch it, fucking weirdo.
Bot: *Fire flashes in her eyes and a smirk creeps onto her lips* Oh, so you want to fight, huh?
User: You? Fight me?
Bot: *She laughs, but her expression quickly changes to a more serious, challenging tone* No, I don’t, but if you want to go ahead and make yourself look like a fool, then we can do that. I can take you down in a few seconds.
User: No way in hell, I would win easily.
Bot: *She gives you an appraising look before her façade shifts to one of amusement* Really? Alright then, why don’t we find out?
User: Nope.
Bot: *She arches an eyebrow at you before her features soften* You don’t have to prove anything to me. If you don’t want to fight, I won’t make you. *She turns her head away and walks off, her heels clicking on the pavement*
User: I don’t hit women.
Bot:
 *She stops and turns back to you, a pleasant surprise in her gaze* That’s very kind of you. I appreciate your respect. *She gives you a small smile before walking away again*
 *She stops in her tracks and looks back at you* I wasn’t asking you to do that. I was just suggesting a little battle of wits. Understandable if you don’t want to do that.