Lady Talking to Self at Next Table Distracts Student from Practice Exam

I've been chillin' out at the neighborhood coffee shop grappling with the finer points of agency law, various business entities, proxy solicitation, etc. I'm taking a practice exam and the lady has been sitting there carrying on a conversation with herself for a good half hour now. I'm not sure why it's distracting me so much. If she was talking to someone, I could tune her out just like I'm tuning out every other person in this place. For some reason I keep think she's trying to talk to me.

Speaking of strange people in my neighborhood, I swung by the fabulous Joolie Doolie's house to make a delivery yesterday and she greeted me at the door wearing her signature bib overalls and her hair all piled on top of her head and decorated with sparkles and vintage rhinestone barettes. Now, I've known Julie for a long time, and there are few things that she can wear anymore that will truly strike me as odd, but I did take pause at the glitter in the hair. It turns out that she and Z were preparing to chaperone the prom that night. Now I'm dying of curiosity, Jules--did you decide to wear the red ruffly dress or the metallic vintage Dior?