The Amazing Adventures of Sam and Jack!
Story 1: Umm, Sir?
"Umm, sir, as great as it is of you to take me in while my house was being fumed…"
Jack grinned. "Think nothing of it, Carter."
"…Thank you, sir." She paused. "I have to know…"
"What? What's wrong?"
"Do you even know how old this is?" Sam asked incredulously, sniffing a jar of…something…with her nose scruffed up because it disgusted her.
"Hey, that relish is still good!" he protested, grabbing it from her and shoving it in the refrigerator door.
"Maybe it was – in the eighteenth century!"
Jack scowled. "Very funny. By the way, where are you staying while your house is being debugged?"
Sam froze, and immediately pasted a large smile on her face. "Mind if I try some of that relish on those superb bratwursts you burn – err, barbeque?"
He narrowed his eyes at her and gave her a smirk. "I thought so."