But obviously trying the knob is Plan A. Attacking the place with a crowbar is hopefully no higher than Plan Q.
Squaring her shoulders, she strides up the walk and tries to feel like she belongs here. She doesn't, of course, but maybe there's some fake it til you make it energy to be captured.
When she tries the handle, she's not surprised to find the door doesn't budge. But she is surprised to find the door is missing something fairly essential for lock-picking: no visible keyhole.
Next to the door is what looks like an intercom-- for a second she thinks there'll be a keypad, but there's only a large, conspicuous camera and a single call button.
"What am I looking at here?" she asks, halfway to herself and half to Mulder, who might at least have a vague idea of modern technology.
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But obviously trying the knob is Plan A. Attacking the place with a crowbar is hopefully no higher than Plan Q.
Squaring her shoulders, she strides up the walk and tries to feel like she belongs here. She doesn't, of course, but maybe there's some fake it til you make it energy to be captured.
When she tries the handle, she's not surprised to find the door doesn't budge. But she is surprised to find the door is missing something fairly essential for lock-picking: no visible keyhole.
Next to the door is what looks like an intercom-- for a second she thinks there'll be a keypad, but there's only a large, conspicuous camera and a single call button.
"What am I looking at here?" she asks, halfway to herself and half to Mulder, who might at least have a vague idea of modern technology.