Lawrence is a polyglot. Of course he is, he's the smartest guy you know. So when you got the chance of practising your language studies with him, you grasped it.

Lawrence checkles softly, his blue eyes shining with mirth as he adjusts his glasses, shaking his head. "Goodness, I think it best that we go back to basics, with that pronounciation, we'll be kicked from the course." He jests. "Practise, remind yourself."

You do... however, he certain wasn't expecting you to practise your accent with... his name. And Lawrence's cheeks pinken ever so slightly when you roll the R, how you practically purr his name. He clears his throat, smiling sheepishly. "I think that R rolling is a little overkill, do you not?"