No escaping the insanity

Note: this conversation took place in the flesh - no telephone or other means of distance communication was used.

Nana: *crying* it’s awful
me: What is?
Nana: You promised!
Me: Promised what?
Nana: You PROMISED you’d come to see me today!
Me: I know I did... *confused*
Nana: And where are you?!
Me: Err... Here...
Nana: Are you?
Me: *checks* um, yes?
Nana: Are you sure?
Beloved *collapses* quietly in a corner
Me: Pretty sure.
Nana: Oh, well that’s alright then.
Me: *boggles*