The first day, poor Lawrence leaves the lid off the marker so it dries up while he's teaching. The next day, he moves half the class into another room for a listening activity and chaos ensues. As he's a bit bumbly sometimes, he's become another of my favorite friends of the group. He laughs at his mistakes and seems to be learning a lot. He wears shorts to teach in. Cathy and I still dress business proper, in the hopes that the tutors will notice that we're the only ones who still dress as specified. Lawrence's mum is from Spain and his dad is from England, as such he is perfectly fluent in both languages. He has a twin who's his better half; a banker making tons of money somewhere in England. Lawrence bums money off of him indiscriminately. I love it. Although I still somewhat love her, British/Spanish Judy has applied to become my arch nemesis on the course. Her application is still being processed, so we quite like being around each other still, but she has moments of sheer madness and can be pretty rude. After a session where Kate had given Judy some pointers to work on during her teaching and had told me that I did very well, I was commenting that to Judy: "I really thought that I messed up the instructions to the students so it's really surprising that Kate didn't mention it." Judy says: "Yeah, I thought that your instructions really were crap." I store these comments in a small folder in the back of my brain. Judy is a double agent.