Why the Best Friend never ceases to amuse me

I emailed the Best Friend yesterday:

Hey, you remember G? He's C's friend, I went to elementary school and jhs with him. You met him that one time a while ago when we went to C's for a party. Well...he asked me out on a date.

Her response:

Cool. Does he like potatoes?

The thing that really shocked me was that I thought absolutely nothing of this, and responded:

I don’t know, but I'll ask him if you’d like.

So, either I've become so used to her odd nuances that I'm simply unfazed by her unorthodox reactions and have adopted a method of humoring them or, I've become as bat-shit crazy as she is.

-L