"I'll be all ears." Before then, though, he's going to be all Zzzzs. To his delight, the plane's nowhere close to full, and once they're at cruising altitude, he gets to stretch out - sort of - across three seats. Compared to the way he's usually crowded into a chair, waiting to lose all sensation in his legs, achieving a horizontal position is nothing short of bliss.

Scully probably reads the case file and scoffs at every last detail, but he wouldn't know. He's too busy listening to college rock and the din of the plane hurtling through the atmosphere.

After the plane lands, they're pushed back into the airport's flow, carrying their scant luggage away to the car rentals, where he gets behind the wheel and gives his map a quick glance before starting them off to the picturesque town of Bellefleur. Scully doesn't look quite as refreshed as he feels; he figures he'll let her start in on the case when she's ready.