No Talking!

This was a real conversation from 10 minutes ago.

Valerie: Are you laying there [meaning outside the cracked bedroom door]?
Me: Yes, I'm here.
Valerie: Okay, but there's NO TALKING!
Me: Then, don't ask me any questions....

And if I hadn't answered, would she have assumed I had sauntered downstairs? Absolutely, and a crying fit would have ensued.