Scully couldn't hide the discontentment on her face even if she tried and, good God, did she at least try.

Her eyes flit between Mulder's stupid smile and your even stupider smile before they roll slightly, her nose scrunching up.

"I thought you were going back to your old job," Scully pauses, her body resting against the bar counter as she reaches over to steal your whiskey. "What happened to that?"

Though, if she had to be honest, she's glad you're still here.