"Guilty as charged." But that's not a normal reaction to oh, you're familiar with my old stomping grounds. Mulder watches her quizzically, trying to read her the same way she's trying to read her spread: looking for the little details that could unlock a mystery whose details are tantalizingly out of reach.

For a moment, he reviews what he remembers of the shop. Beyond Beyond, was that the name? Your bog-standard occult shop, the kind that was mildly interesting when he was seventeen and a tedious parade of overpriced crystals now that he's not. "I took a...class, I guess you'd call it? It felt more like a support group, if you ask me. I'm probably damaging the scientific validity of your results by telling you this, but we learned about chaos magic."