Me: Hey, you asked me to call. So, I am. Eventually.
Mom: Oh, hi! I just wanted to hear your voice. I know we email, but maybe you were kidnapped or something, and Microsoft is just answering your email for you.
Me: Or I could be a Cylon.
Mom: I never even thought about that! I guess I should let you talk to Dad.
Dad: So, I've been playing that Star Wars game (Knights of the Old Republic), and I want to know what kind of equipment I should buy.
Sometimes parents are cool. Where, of course, "cool" is a relative word.