"One will probably save you time and works best with my schedule," Xavier said. Scheduling things in advance worked well, unless chance came into play. He believed in keeping appointments and being on time - one of the many things he shared with the Count of Monte Cristo. However, if an opportunity came or luck tossed up his plans...he wouldn't want to have to pick between two. One appointment would lower the chances of that happening remarkably.
Once upon a time, Xavier had hated baseball - most organized sports displeased him, though he'd become fond of (American) football in college. Supporting that in Harvard was mandatory; everyone went and cheered for Crimson. "It's part of the fascination," he said, smiling as if it was a secret to share. "Cricket isn't the same and - don't tell my countrymen - but I fall asleep whenever that's on the television." He flexed his hands. "I didn't though a few people at the building I live in threw a party." He'd not paid too much attention to the forums; he had bigger fish to deal with, even as they went on about the fables. Xavier expected that to be enough of a bait, if Brian hadn't realized already, that they both were from Bellum. No need to sneak around it.