Let's pretend the "three big earthquakes" guy is a robot?

Cindy: Ruski Orthodox what?

Blox: The last prophet before Elijah and Enoch return to preach against the antichrist.

Cindy: Are you... feeling okay?

Blox: I feel fine! I reject vaccines, medical care, medicine, etc. because nanochips are administered thru IVs, implants, fillings, etc.

Cindy: Um... how do you get medical help when you're sick?

Blox: No! I don't go into a UFO to be healed by demons. Green 666 is given by isotope rays on wrist or forehead when people stretch hands to receive small plastic grey card with no name on it (World Passport).

Cindy: You're creeping me out.

Blox: Forgive me.

Cindy: Nah it's fine I just think you're acting all weird.

Blox: Don't panic.

Cindy: I'm not panicking. So what did you have planned for tonight?

Blox: I was thinking we could go out to this little place. They serve natural food because nanochips, cells of aborted fetuses, bug DNA, and other poisons are in food that is commonly sold.

Cindy: When's the last time any restaurant served aborted fetus? That's disgusting!

Blox: Sorry I got a little carried away. Things have been harder ever since I stopped using electronic devices.

Cindy: Well duh, you should use them. They make life easier.

Blox: No but then the antichrist's minions can track you.

Cindy: ... don't you use electronic devices when you write your weird stuff online?

Blox: Nah I've been busy killing dinasaurs lately.

Cindy: What.

Blox: Dinosaurs live under our level. They will get out through sinkholes and lakes. To kill them, go for their nerves.

Cindy: You're going for my nerves. Can I even hold a normal conversation with you?

Blox: Forgive me.

Cindy: You make me sick.

Blox: You're sick? Go see Seraphim of Sarov. Those who go see Seraphim of Sarov will be healed of their infirmities/illnesses/sicknesses/ diseases.

Cindy: Oh come on.

Blox: If you want to see him then, hurry because he won't stay longer than a few weeks.

Cindy: Please don't start again.

Blox: It's not started yet! It will all start with three big earthquakes!

[Here's the continuation of the dialog I propose. Cindy was going to get a cup of coffee.]

Cindy: Who?! Wait a sec, I'm going to get a cup of coffee.

Blox: Swell. But don't use any electric appliances! Antichrist's minions will be able to track you. Alternatively, feed 3.14159 pigeons; when pigeons bow down, people are saved from temporary hell.

Cindy: I'm back. Sorry, I couldn't find any pigeons to feed.

Blox: S'alright. Would you mind bringing a few cookies with your coffee? 666, preferably. But any multiplication of 666 will do.

Cindy: Sorry, I don't have that many cookies.

Blox: Perfect. Zero cookies is 0*666. BTW, did you encounter any Chinese aggression in your kitchen? If I were you I'd immediately set the air conditioning to -200 Celcius; stadium-size chunks of unmeltable ice will fall from the lower sky (because when rockets go into higher sky they bring this ice down to lower sky). China will have a hole across the whole country to the abyss. Right inside your kitchen. Radiation from this hole will be massive. A lot of people will fall into this hole.

Cindy: Would you care to remind me why we need this hole? And why in *my* kitchen?

Blox: Because of Ruski Orthodox Christian Vyacheslav Krasheninnikov.

[I'll stop my dialog here! Now you try it.]

Pretending is for children 12 and under, not for adults

Lets not.