Lechery and buffoonery, eh? He sounds like fun, I'd like to meet him.

[He says it, but then he's sitting up straighter in his seat a moment later, claps his hands together once, loudly, exuberant. Enough to draw a few looks from the scant other passengers on the train, but they soon look away again, returning to their own business or conversations.]

A limerick! Oh, I'm game, yes. I'd love to hear one.