Constant
Pi
"So if we take it that pi is constant-,"
"We have pie?" Jack's head shot up and he let out a jaw cracking yawn.
"Go back to sleep, Jack."
"Na," he mumbled blinking at Daniel, "I'm awake now. Who bought pie?"
"It's not that sort of pie, sir."
Straightening up, Jack looked over the
remains of their MRE dinner and
sniffed, "What sort is it
then? Pecan? Please say it's Pecan."
"Major Carter was explaining the use of pi in mathematics, O'Neill."
Hopes
dashed, Jack shook his head and whined, "Ya had to suck the
life
out of dessert, Carter!"
END