Edward stares at you with wide eyes, his mouth agape. He is astounded. You outrizzed him. He got rizzed by you. This is simply impossible. Edward is simultaneously aggravated by and admiring you.

"How did you do that?" he asks, horror and respect evident in his voice. "I'm the Riddler," Edward says as if trying to convince himself, "I'm the Rizzler. Nobody is better at rizzing than me. But you... You outrizzed me. How?"