“I don't think there'll be a next time, my lady.” Saint smiled. “But thank you for the offer.”Her eyebrows lifted in surprise. “You're welcome. My, my, manners. Where have you been—church?”

“Give that boy a cookie!"Now really wasn't the time to think about food. And where was she keeping them? In her pockets? They'd be all crumbled. "I don't want one. Thank you."Eyebrows raised, she wrinkled her nose - I must have insulted her by not accepting her offer.”

“I have church on Sunday.”“Of course you do.”“You’re welcome to come along.”“Thanks, but I’m allergic to incense.”“That’s a shame.”“It’s the bane of my existence.”- Beth and Jake”

“Kevin refilled my plastic cup with more box wine. I smiled thanks. Kevin smiled welcome. Jake kicked my ankle.”

“A smile spread over Dr. Blockhead's face. 'But where are my manners?' he said. 'What a bad host I am. Let me offer you a little refreshment.'He picked up a jar, opened it, and held it out to Scully. 'Is that what I think it is?' she asked.'The finest assortment of living crickets money can buy,' said Dr. Blockhead. 'And all quite recently captured. If you don't believe me, read the expiration date on the label.''I believe you,' said Scully, still peering at the contents.She reached in and picked out her cricket. Then she put it in her mouth and crunched down.She smiled at Dr. Blockhead. 'Thank you so much for the treat,' she said.Then she gave him a dazzling smile and walked away.'That Scully,' said Mulder, shaking his head. 'She's just full of surprises.”

“I put a saddle on my salad, and I rode my horseradish to Rhode Island, where I was just in time to be late. I think I left my time zone change in my Arizona iced tea, so all I have to offer you to drink is water that’s been redirected from the Colorado River through a series of pipes and political litigation.”