Mulder's more than imagined. There's already a cardboard box - or the local equivalent, whatever, but it's shockingly easy to drop in the Earth equivalent mentally - that he's shoved in the corner of his closet, just in case. Considering how suddenly they were abducted, he doubts he'll get a chance to go to Alien Customs, let alone plead the case for taking artifacts back with him...but he's going to try. The collection started about two days ago.

"Another probing already?" he jokes, but it's not actually funny, so he goes on without pause. "Sure. You can take me to your Thai place."

And he can look into a job. If there is something out there that won't bore the life out of him, he'll take that over starting fresh as a gigolo. When their order's called, he goes to get it, handing her a cup with a little thread of steam leaking out the top.