A historian. So the man was indeed a scholar. That such a young man could have accomplished so much in such a short period of time was nothing short of impressive, although he didn't say as much. Something told him that Xavier wasn't looking to have his ego strokes. Perhaps in front of his family, but not while they sat alone. Something to keep in mind for the wedding, he decided. Gushing about how proud he was of his intelligent younger lover. It wasn't Dexter's guest time putting on a show for a client's family; a little bolstering tended to go a long way.<br/><br/>"If you send me a PDF to study, I'm sure I can fake my way through it. I'm a fast learner when I need to be." All for the sake of his payment, he supposed, although he wasn't sure how much he looked forward to learning about history. He wasn't entirely uneducated and knew how to put on sophisticated airs for his wealthy clients. Over time he had accumulated a decent bit of knowledge simply by associating with well educated individuals, but he had never completed any formal education beyond high school. During his university years, he had placed far more importance on parties and vacations, causing him to drop out in his second year. A vapid escort tended not to suffer too much, provided he had ample talent in bed, but as a frequent companion for the upper class, he had been forced to learn a bit of this and a bit of that. He didn't entirely hate the learning process. Just another part of the job.<br/><br/>"Just the bare bones is fine," Dexter noted. "Immediate family and such. Honestly, most of what I need to know is about you specifically." So said, he paused to think for a bit, considering what information might be crucial or relevant for a wedding. "Something basic... If you drink, it might be good to know what you tend to go for. Good boyfriends bring the right drinks, you know? Me, I go for Irish whiskey, but I'm easy. I'll drink almost anything."<br/><br/>Content that he had enough to get started, Dexter nodded to himself, sitting back in his chair with drink on hand, taking a long drink before speaking again. "If I think of anything else, I can ask you day of. Although for appearance's sake, it might be best if we arrive in one car rather than two. Arriving separately makes a relationship look too casual. Whose car we take, completely up to you. I'm here to make you look good, Xavier. It's whatever you want."