She'll probably let him get away with it. After all, she can't really complain about sharing germs considering where both of their mouths have been-- and getting away with things makes Mulder light up.

She leans in against him, easy and cozy. They fit like puzzle-pieces, which is not a surprise, but she finds it deeply satisfying. Her fingers are curled around the mug as she considers the card.

"This deck is Melissa's." Really, that's probably obvious. "Though I don't think it has anything to tell you that you don't already know. Nothing we're up against is a surprise."