Blushing a little, you explain that your only true love is heavy metal. "Oh em gee," she says, "did you really say heavy metal?"
"Uh, yeah?" you respond.
"That's so cool!" she almost shrieks. "I love heavy metal!"
"Hell yeah!" you exclaim, and the two of you share a moment of loud air guitar.
"So listen," she says, once the moment has ended, "there's a Pelvic Apocalyptathrust concert tonight, and I have an extra ticket...I mean, if that's not too metal for you."