Where are you?

(At home while Mom is getting ready to go to work. Natasha picks up Mom's cell phone, opens it up and holds it to her ear)
N: Hello?
Mom: (next to her holding her hand to her ear as if it were a phone) Hi! Is that Natasha?
N: Yeah, it's me. Where are you mom?
Mom: I'm at work. Where are you?
N: I don't know.
Mom: You don't know? Is Daddy there?
N: No.
Mom: Do you know what street you are on?
N: No.
Mom: Hmm. Well...do you know how you got to where you are?
N: I don't know.
Mom: Wow. Sounds like you're in a Paul Auster novel.
N: Yeah. Bye! (closes the phone)