Cake
"C'mon, Vala." Jack whined to the alien seated across the table.
"No, it's mine." Vala replied petulantly even as she sent him a smug grin and stuffed a bit of cake into her mouth.
"But it's the last piece and I'm a general."
"Not my general," she retorted. "You should have gotten here earlier if you wanted a piece."
"I was in meetings all day!"
"Would those meetings include making out with a certain blonde colonel?" She grinned as Jack's eyes widened. "Seriously? Everyone knows about you two."
"How do you know?"
"Aside from Samantha being my best friend? Darling, I won the betting pool."
"D'oh!" Jack slapped his forehead before looking back to her. "Anywho, back to the important stuff. Cake."
"So, you're saying Samantha is not important?" she questioned with wide, innocent eyes as she took another bite.
"What? Of course, she is! I just-Dammit, Vala, I just want cake!"
"Cake? What cake?"
Jack's eyes flew down to Vala's now empty plate and he groaned in despair. He shot a glare at her but she only laughed and licked her fork clean.
"You snooze, you lose." She shrugged and stood to leave.
"You would get that one right." Jack grumbled, making her laugh again.
"One more thing, Jack," she crooned, leaning against the table with an evil grin. "I have it on good authority that the same blonde colonel we spoke of earlier may have absconded with an extra slice and took it to her lab."
"Damn, alien!" Jack yelled as he took off out of the commissary, leaving behind a chortling Vala Mal Doran.
The End