"Sure, sounds like fun. I can't wait to see all you guys. Okay, see you then. Bye."
*click*
Man, I sure would love to go to that party. But I have so much work to do at home, and I can't put it off any longer. Well, there's a way to solve that, isn't there?
*schlip*
"Okay, I'm going to go get changed and ready. You stay here and get some of that work done, and I'll let you know all about it when I get home, okay?"
"Whoa, whoa, wait a minute. Who said you get to decide which of us stays and which of us goes? Maybe I want to go to the party."
"Well, what difference does it make who goes and who stays? We'll just re-merge afterwards, and it'll be like you did both yourself. Or I did both myself. Either way."
"Hey, having the memory of the party afterward is not the same as being there at the time. Besides, what if we don't re-merge right away? Maybe I like the idea of having a roommate. You know, someone I can really share things with."
"Whoa, ease up on the vamp there, hot stuff. You know what the landlord said about subletting."
"Oh, fine. Be that way. But I'm still not cool with you just deciding who goes and who stays."
"Well, how do you want to decide?"
"Best two out of three?"
"Deal."
"One two three shoot ... dang. One two three shoot ... nope. One two..."