And he has a sort of a little accent. He squeezes his words together, so it sounds like you're talking almost to a salesman of some sort or someone who's a technician.
The girls I went to school with had Prada bag and flat-ironed hair and they spoke with an accent, I who had moved here at age 9 from Connecticut mimicked to fit in.
The funny thing about trying to copy someone is that you stop thinking in your language, and as you're trying to copy your accent will drop off, especially when you're trying to match their speed.