(I think I'm going to end this differently than was planning, just because too much time has passed.)
If only it were a pub. He could go for a drink. Before he'd hung up, she'd suggested TV. Jamie looked at the television now, several of his dupes looking at him at once. Someone was coming from Xavier's to get him and some of his fellow selves were not thrilled about the idea of it.
For several long moments he argued with himself. Literally. In the end he decided maybe Xavier's was not the best idea. At least not right now. So he had to get out of there quickly, before the girl got there. Acting quickly helped him clear his head enough so that he could absorb all of his duplicates but one. That one would stay behind to explain to Theresa that he was thankful for her help and apologize for making her make the trip.