Darren considers shoving his finger in Scully's face but then he takes another look at that stupid thrift store suit he probably bought from a half dead crackhead in an alley somewhere along with Rockstar Spud's face and can no longer hold it back. He busts out in laughter which in turn causes McBride to do the same. Scully's facial expression changes to pure anger.

Darren: Aww you look so cute when you are mad.

McBride continues to laugh.

Darren: I tell you what crumpet, how about to make up for the coffee I buy you a cup, err... spot of tea and we call it even? What do you say? You look like a Snapple kind of guy.

At this point McBride is practically on the floor laughing which catches the attention of others in the office.

Scully: Snapple... SNAPPLE?!

Darren: This is America man we don't sell that stupid shit the queen drinks.

Scully: What makes you think I even like tea?

Darren: You are British aren't you?

Scully nods.

Darren: I thought all Brits like tea. Don't you?

Scully: Yes but that's besides the point.

Darren just shakes his head at the strangely dressed little man in front of him. He realizes that the conversation is going nowhere and just walks away leaving Scully still smelling like the inside of a 7-11 standing in the hallway.