He was thinking of going back for a cup of his own, but there are certain incontrovertible rules in his life. High up there - today at least - is that when a beautiful woman wearing your shirt tries to pull you someplace, you follow.

(It's followed with an asterisk, of course, the caveat of Unless you were doing something more important, but that applies to UFOs sightings and Sasquatch tracks, not caffeine. Especially not when he might be able to steal a sip or two from the cup Scully's holding.)

"Pleasure." Mulder sits down on the couch, sliding an arm around Scully's waist. "You might be surprised to hear this, but I haven't really thought about work until right now. I was too busy pondering how the world's greatest skeptic ended up with a deck of fortune-telling cards."