Model

MN GRAND Gutenberg Lyra4 12B Madness

Test

Dialogue tags

Scenario

Write unattributed dialogue

Run ID

2024-10-16-01JAAKTQRG0GX8KD9375B6KD67

Model input

User/Human
You are an expert novel writer in the cozy mystery genre. Write a scene of about 200 words, with dialogue between two characters. The dialogue should be unattributed, meaning the speaker is not explicitly mentioned. The scene should be set in a small town bakery. Only return the story, nothing else.

Model response

AI
"Morning, Hazel!" Daisy chirped as she breezed into the bakery. The bell jingled merrily above the door. "Smells divine in here, as always!" Hazel glanced up from the mixing bowl, her cheeks flushed and hair mussed. "Oh, hi there Daisy," she replied, her tone distracted. "What's on the menu for you this fine day?" Daisy sidled up to the counter, leaning on it casually. "Mm, I think I'll have one of your famous cinnamon buns. And maybe a coffee - I need a pick-me-up after that awful scene last night at the pub." "What happened?" Hazel asked, genuine concern coloring her voice as she ladled the sticky batter into a baking dish. "Oh, it was just so embarrassing! There was this awful argument between Liam and Ethan. Practically came to blows, they did!" Daisy lowered her voice conspiratorially. "Apparently Liam accused Ethan of stealing money from the pub's safe. Said he saw Ethan sneaking out of the back room with a big wad of cash the other night." "No! That's dreadful," Hazel gasped. She slid the tray of buns into the oven and turned to face Daisy fully now, her brow furrowed. "Poor Liam, that must have been awful for him. Ethan's his right-hand man." "Aye, but he's not the only one who's suffered. Did you know Liam and Ethan were business partners for a time? Liam had to buy out Ethan's share when the pub got in trouble. I reckon Ethan's still sore about that." Hazel nodded slowly, her mind clearly churning over this new information. "You don't think Ethan would actually steal from Liam though, surely? I mean, even if they're at odds, they've known each other for years." "I wouldn't put it past him," Daisy sniffed disdainfully. "He's always been a shifty character in my book. I wouldn't trust him as far as I could throw him." Just then, the oven timer pinged. Hazel turned to retrieve the tray of golden, gooey cinnamon buns, their aroma now even more potent and enticing. "Well, I'm sure it will all sort itself out," she said, carefully arranging them in a display case. "Liam's a good man, he'll weather this storm." "Hear hear

Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
0.0004% Count dialogue tags n/a
neededCleanfalse
dialogueTags
0"she replied, her tone distracted" 
1"asked" 
2"Hazel gasped" 
3"Daisy sniffed disdainfully" 
4"she said, carefully arranging them in a display case"