Mulder leaned on the doorframe, somewhat woozily.
"Awww, I woke you," he pouted, before walking into Scully's apartment. "Did I wake you?"
"No," Scully replied, closing the door behind him.
"Why not?" he asked. "It's three in the morning."
Scully paused. "Are you drunk, Mulder?"
"I... I... I was up until about twenty minutes ago, yeah," he told her.
"Was that before or after you decided to come here?" she questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"What exactly are you implying?" Mulder countered.
Scully rolled her eyes. "Go home, Mulder."