Holy crap, just when I thought Tamera couldn't get any funnier:

She sees my Brown Belt Sudoku book on my desk.

"Is that like tae kwon do or something?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"No, why?"
"This is a numbers puzzle book, Tamera. It has nothing to do with the martial arts."

Now I am picturing fighting people with my sudoku puzzles. It involves tearing the pages out of the book, folding them into oragami fighting stars, and decapitating them. Crack me up!