Rachel is a prolific talker, even when she's the only one talking

An entirely self-generated conversation from this morning, as Drew was making bacon and I was reading the Sunday NY Times (paranthetically -- I was able to read more of the Times than I am EVER able to do when he's not here, plus I just took a long, leisurely shower):

Rachel: Where's Rachel? Is she at the grocery store?
No.
Is she at Molly's?
No.
Is she smelling flowers?
No.
Is she at the grocery store?
No.
Is she eating cereal?
No, she's done with her cereal.
Where is she? I don't see her.