(Aragorn = me, Elrond = Cleverbot.)
This conversation between Aragorn and Elrond threatened to escalate, but it worked out in the end.
Aragorn: Dear foster father, I have to tell you something...
Elrond: No.
Aragorn: Is this a bad moment? I can come back another time?
Elrond: NO! Stay!
Aragorn: I will stay. Lord Elrond, I have to tell you that...
Elrond: What?
Aragorn: I... I met your daughter in Lothlorien and...
Elrond: Admit it, these kids are fake.
Aragorn: What kids, my lord?
Elrond: THE kids.
Aragorn: Your children, my lord? It is your daughter Arwen I want to talk about.
Elrond: No, what do you want to talk about?
Aragorn: We... She has promised to marry me...
Elrond: Do you mean she has blond hair?
Aragorn: Do you call your daughter a silly blonde for wanting to marry me?!
Elrond: No, I call it Tommy.
Aragorn: I will not let you call my betrothed Tommy! Her name is Arwen!
Elrond: What do you mean you won't let me?
Aragorn: I will show you what I mean! My sword may be broken...
Elrond: I don't want to see your banana.
Aragorn: *draws sword*.
Elrond: I will not fight you.
Aragorn: *drops it*.
Elrond: It's part of a song.
Aragorn: I am sorry, Lord Elrond. I will not fight you. But I will marry Arwen.