"I don't think there is, at least nothing that is quickly identifiable," Mulder said. "From what I could determine,. the locals seem oblivious to our arrivals. So either they don't know, or the whole thing is town wide, and everyone's involved in it. Though I doubt that, given someone would likely mess up eventually."
"A television show?" They had shows about fictitious towns now? At least they still had sports. "Here?" he said, only to find the line dead. Of course she was... oh. Putting the phone back inside his pocket, he glanced around, at last spotting the familiar red head, only she wasn't so familiar. Definitely not like he remembered, at least. "Scully," he said, still not certain what to make of it, the fact that she was indeed a few years older than she should have been.