Communication Breakdown

I flashed back to a conversation I had with a girlfriend circa 1985. The windows of the car were rolled all the way down while we were driving on the freeway. We were about to kill each other and ended up laughing our butts off. Here's how it went:

Me: What was the name of Ken's girlfriend at the party Saturday night?

Her: When?

Me: Last Saturday at the party?

Her: When?

Me: Are you kidding me?!...the party Saturday night!

Her: (screaming): WHEN!

Me (yelling back, getting pissed off): WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!?! DID YOU ALREADY FORGET THE BANQUET WE WERE AT A FEW NIGHTS AGO?!?!?!

Her (raging with full volume): GWEN!! GWEN!! HER NAME IS GWEN!! MY GOD!! [insert laughing while shaking her head]

Me: Oh.