He knows you’re watching, so he articulates his moves accordingly. His facial expressions are meant to enthrall, to impress, because he feels your eyes on him. His moves are calculated, like a dance, because he wishes to deliver to you the message of his sauve.

Why does he care so much? Because the last time you watched him, he tripped. Why does he try so hard? Because he doesn’t think you know that he knows he’s being watched. He thinks that you believe your eyes follow the man in his natural state.

And as he moves about, in his measured waltz, trying to show you his capabilities, trying to make you see his inner debonair.

And you stand there, and watch. You let out a small tear for the man, because you know it’s all a fake.
You know it’s only a show.