You think she chattering about nothing while she knows what she's talking about because she's talking about what she knows and you're asking why she's talking about nothing although she's not and the fires burning down the barn!?
Gotta a find a woman be good to me,
Who won't hide my liquor, try to serve me tea.
That awkward moment when you jump out a window because your friend jumped out a window, then you remember that your other friend can fly. — Rick Riordan, The Ship of the Dead
