Xavier. Emma pursed her lips and watched him roll in as if he owned the place, which he did. "Yes. I finish every Monday at 11:45 am, is that a problem?" She queried her eyes flashing with both sarcasm and curiosity. Why was she here? She'd done nothing wrong enough for him to have to step it. As Emma's mind ticked off why he could be here it rested on one of two options- something to do with the school or Jean.