[Frohike hears Scully's laugh, and leaves his slot machine to see her surrounded by a huge group of men.]Frohike: Scully?Scully: Aw, hey. Long time, no see. (a man whispers something into her ear) No, that's not nice. I like Hickey. (she rubs his head, messing up his hair. Agent Morris Fletcher [from Dreamland I/II] holds out a pack of cigarettes to her)Morris: Cigarette? (she leans in and takes out a cigarette with her lips seductively)Frohike: You don't smoke.Scully: But who's got a match? (a dozen lighters are in front of her instantly) Well ... I just can't decide who lights my fire.Frohike: That's it. (grabs cigarette from Scully's mouth) Alright, you dandies, back off. This is Special Agent Dana Scully of the FBI. If you so much as touch her, you may be committing a federal offense. (to Scully) Come on, come on. (he pulls her away)Morris: We could have been stardust.Scully: Maybe next time. (she slaps his ass as Frohike drags her off)
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