Xavier was on the beach shore out back of the mansion, but he could be seen from the main lobby. He was fishing out there.<br/>Xavier wasn't having much luck today. He had been here for three days now, and luckily had managed to abstain from sexuality. He had managed to catch enough to eat the other night, and had had the kitchen cook his catch for him. Xavier rested in his beach chair again, putting on his black fedora. Which was a bit odd for a beach spot, but hey. Xavier was an odd person.