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[OOM: Away from Milliways, Mulder muses on his recent observations, and the idea of being able to visit a bar at the end of the universe.]
Mulder is dressed down today, in keeping with the falling temperatures. He takes a seat in a booth, against the wall, his light sweater drawn up close to his chin. A cup of steaming coffee rests to his left, and he's flipping idly through a book. The Master Painters: Selected Works.
'Flipping idly' being the operative words; he wouldn't mind a distraction.