Heather-ism

So I'm on the phone with Heather earlier tonight. At one point during the conversation we were talking about my trip to visit her in about 9 days. Here's how the conversation went:

Heather: I'm so excited to see you.
Me: I know, I'm pretty stoked. (This is something I say fairly often, but probably not to Heather all that much.)
Heather: Stoked? You never say stoked.
Me: I say it all the time.
Heather: Like when you stoke the fire?

I just sat there in complete silence. There was nothing I could add to that. After about 10 seconds of dead air, we both started busting up laughing. She's so awesome, she says some of the funniest things.

To Heather: I'm not making fun of you, baby. I love you!