A recent coversation while seated at Fran's

HER: They sent out an email. I wonder if they have enough.

Me: Murlene, what are you talking about? From an old TV show; spoken in a derisive tone.

HER: I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to myself.

Me: And how am I supposed to know that? It sounded like you were talking to me.

HER: If I want to say something to you I'll say, "Bob. I'm talking to you."

Me: You never do that, though.

HER: Then I guess I don't talk to you anymore.