"So, you're telling me you've never eaten sushi? Ever? Not even since you came to Atlantis?" Sheppard asked incredulously while staring at his pregnant teammate.
"I have not. I find the idea of eating an uncooked fish to be slightly repulsive, although Dr. McKay swears to the taste." Teyla replied, poking at the CD player to change the disc to a more classical one.
"Do we have to listen to that? I can feel my brain melting!" Sheppard whined playfully.
"It is better than Johnny Cash, why a man would have an enlarged photo of another man that he so obviously worships, is beyond me." Teyla teased. "I believe Dr. McKay once mentioned it was a way of remaining inside the closet, while yet, proclaiming your outedness to the world. At least, that is how he phrased it." She continued.
"It would be McKay that says that. His lab will be the recipient of several hundred lemons tomorrow, courtesy of the mess hall. And it's not a photo, it's a poster. I like to think of it as a shrine. The Man In Black Himself is looking down over me while I sleep. Kinda' like you with the Ancestors." John explained for the umpteenth time. Teyla nodded, then sighed when the music clicked back onto another track, The Gambler, with Johnny Cash's voice echoing from the speakers. "Man 1, woman 0, in the most recent struggle for musical supremacy." Sheppard smiled, placing the CD player's remote on the table beside him smugly.