I walked onstage smiling. My hair was combed, but slightly messy for that heartbreaker look my angle begged for. My jacket was blue, yellow, and white plad with a velvet collar. Not my style, but whatever.
I blew kisses and winked at the audience, waving and laughing. I pointed both index fingers at the audience, with my thumbs out and up, one hand closer than the other and I winked, like shooting them... with boyish good looks. I took a seat when they called my name, Fritz Notson. Ironic last name for an orphan, isn't it?
"Good to see you Caesar!" I chuckled comfortably.
OOC: Is this how I'm supposed to start?