Xavier chuckled a bit, "It will be awhile before I hear back from them." He smiled a bit. He shrugged a bit, "If you want, my Rolls-Royce is down the street." He nodded. "It's a convertible, so I can put the top down if you wish." He smiled a bit as he stood. His knees popped like crazy, he groaned a bit at the pain. He held out his hand to help her up, "How ironic is this? The stalker and the stalkee going out for coffee." He chuckled.

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