Sebastian clapped and said, “You’ve got rizz today.”
Jimmy stood tall as if he’d heard that before,
Then struck a pose and strutted across the floor,
Sebastian shook his head, “He’s going the wrong way.”
Then grabbed a glass and sauntered to an empty seat.
A server stopped and flinched as plates began to fall,
“You’re greeting furniture now?” Sebastian asked to stall.
“Since they host the crowd, I must be warm and sweet.”
“You charm us all,” she said through his rising cheer.
“Of course,” said Jimmy, “rizz means proper care.”
He spun and slipped, then crashed into a chair,
Sebastian groaned, “That’s not charm. You’re causing hazards here.”
“It’s all about my flair. That’s how I'll get attention.”
“No, rizz just means you’ve got some charm,” he cut in.
Jimmy saluted and knocked over trays and a tin,
“They’re watching me. That proves I’ve got retention!”