We can dance with the same woman, and for me, she steps on my toes (and/or vice-versa) and for you, she's a breeze. That's life/us and I'm fine with that. Maybe you continue dancing and I go for a drink at the bar and then bring over a couple of drinks for you guys once you're done. That kind of thing.

This is allegorical, though, since I generally have little interest in dancing and bars.