"Rub it in his face anyway next time you see him, it'll be great."
Xander crosses his arms. "Yeah, thats true. I'm here a lot, but if you cant find me here..."
Xander writes something on a napkin. "Think of this address while stepping outside the cafe. Should zip you to my place or inside my place. Kinda how the crazy nexus works. Its how you get home. Think home and you're there."