The other day, I went to a family gathering at a Mexican restaurant, and wanted some margaritas. I suggested that my Twin Bro could drive me home. Liz had kittens:
Liz: MOM! No! He can’t drive your car!
Me: Why not?
Liz: Because that would be RUDE.
Me: What are you talking about?
Liz: It is your car. You own that car. You have to drive it, otherwise that’s very rude and mean.
Me: O.o !!! Well, how about this: I’ll ask him very politely, and give him the option to say no. If he agrees to drive my car, I’ll say thank you. Is that okay?
Liz: Yeah. But it would be better if you drived, because it’s your car.
(After I asked very politely, Twin Bro agreed to drive my car. ¡Salud!)