Amy: Sir, we have a problem.
Hitchcock: Yeah, we do. The line for the microwave is insane!
Sergeant Jeffords: Seriously, Amy? Your problem is Hitchcock and Scully's frozen burritos?
Amy: No!
Scully: Yeah!
Amy: Get our of here! Ugh! I'm trying to assemble my binders, but my new desk mate, Brian, brought a dog with him and my allergies are going crazy. I'm so stuffy, I can't even enjoy that new binder smell.