“Precisely,” the man murmured simply in response to Dexter’s query. “I just need you to hang on my arm and gaze lovingly at me for a little while. You make a living pretending to enjoy people’s company, I assume, so I hope it isn’t asking too much.” There were a few moments of silence then, and as his new companion leaned forward to sweep his payment up off of the table Xavier released a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding in. “Delightful. I appreciate how quick and painless you’ve made this. I don’t have the time or energy for needless games,” he muttered, shaking his head slowly as he sat up a bit more and straightened out the neckline of his sweater. He was preparing himself to bid the man goodbye and stand, having neglected the idea that a pair of lovers should perhaps know a bit about each other before one is introduced to the other’s family. Dexter, thankfully, brought the small problem to the surface.<br/><br/>“Ah, yes, I suppose those little details would be quite important,” he agreed with a sigh as he sunk down into his chair a bit more again, reaching up to pinch his lower lip thoughtfully. He pondered how he could have possibly met the dashing young man in front of him, and then he got a sudden idea.<br/><br/>“Do you have any level of interest in history, Mr. Beckett?” He queried, lifting his gaze up to the other male again before releasing his lip and waving his hand dismissively, “Ah, it doesn’t truly matter if you do or not. I will send you over a PDF of one of my student's notes from a lecture of mine; you’ll have to read them over and do your best to learn what they’re all about, and then we can tell my family we met after one of my talks. This particular speech was given roughly four months ago, so we’ve been together officially for three and a half, let’s say.” Xavier nodded to himself, content with that plan. It wouldn’t, after all, be believable that he’d met the man anywhere else, as there wasn’t much else he did as far as social interaction with those other than his internationally spread colleagues went.<br/><br/>Without missing a beat Xav took a hold of the offered card and slipped it into a pocket on the outside of his wallet, humming thoughtfully as he thought of what other details they might need. “You should probably know a bit more about me as well, I’m not entirely sure how much Elizabeth told you about me. I’m a Historian by trade, if you hadn’t deduced that already. I graduated from the University of Oxford at the age of seventeen, and immediately jumped into my line of work with a fervor I suppose you could say. From a young age, I’ve been traveling around the world to attend various lectures, as well as give them, and also to assist with archaeological digs. At the moment my time is mostly dedicated to working on a dissertation on William Shakespeare and his many potential identities, and I’m roughly halfway through at three-hundred pages. I’ve just made a breakthrough in my research, I think, which is the reason I must rush through our meeting this evening.” He sighed softly, and it was clear in that moment that he’d have much rather been cooped up in his home working away on his paper than out in public amongst his peers.<br/><br/>“But, anyway, enough about that. The wedding we are going to on Sunday is for my sister, Annabelle, and her fiance Marcus Devore. The rest of my immediate family will be there, of course, my father Lucius, my youngest sister Darcy, and my brother Lucian. My mother is dead so you needn’t worry yourself with her name, and my grandparents are of similar conditions so you also don’t have to bother with learning about them. As far as the more distant family goes, and I simply introduce them to you as we make our rounds that afternoon, I’m afraid there will be far too many for you to keep straight.” Xavier paused again to gather his thoughts after dumping out all of that information onto Dexter, he tried to think of anything else that could be of potential importance to their cause.<br/><br/>“Darcy is incredibly shy but quite sweet, I’m not sure how you feel about children but I think it’s impossible not to like the little monster,” at the thought of his sister a genuine smile painted its way across Xavier’s features, but he quickly wiped it off and locked it away, his gaze regaining its usual impassivity. “My brother and father are both … Unlikeable men, in my opinion, but they shouldn’t pose too many problems as there will be so many other people there.” Xavier stopped again, pursing his lips thoughtfully and then shaking his head ever so slightly.<br/><br/>“I’m not sure there’s anything else you’d need to know. Perhaps some fun little tidbits, like the fact that I love peppermint tea and that my favorite food is frozen grapes, but I can’t see why anybody but perhaps Darcy would ask you about any of those silly things,” he waved his hand dismissively through the air once again before falling quiet. “And you? Is there anything that I should know about you before I bring you into the thick of things? Or do you have any questions, perhaps?”