It was still early morning after the meeting and as Rodney marched down the corridors towards the mess, he realised he hadn't had his snack either. He was stomping down the corridors so fast that he didn't realise he clipped Teyla until he was two steps behind her. He spun around just in time to see that Ronan, who was walking next to her, had steadied her to her feet.
McKay pointed "Oh … I'm … er … sorry"
"In a rush, are we Dr. McKay?" said Teyla smiling brushing herself off.
"Erm ... a little," said Rodney. "I have some issues to attend to."
"What McKay, in the mess?" Ronan grinned tilting his head to one side.
"No! I'll have you know I…. I ….I … well ok, yes I'm going to the mess, but important issues to attend to after that," said Rodney frowning at Ronan. All he got back was a sarcastic grin.
"Why, what are you two doing that is oh so important? Hmm," Rodney said folding his arms looking smug with himself.
"Well I am off to teach my yoga class, and Ronan is joining Major Sheppard in training the new marines," said Teyla
Rodney unfolded his arms "He didn't say anything to me?"
Teyla looked at Ronan, "Well he must have thought you had more pressing matters to deal with."
"Hmm," Rodney frowned. "Well much too do, much to do."
Clenching his mug he turned tail and carried on down the corridor where he entered the mess and darted for the coffee machine poring himself a new cup and placing it on the tray. OoOoO! Blue Jello, he thought grabbing two pots and a muffin, and placing them on the tray alongside his coffee.
Rodney glanced up and found a small table by the door, pulled out the chair and sat down. He was just about to put the jello in his mouth when he heard the chair in front of him being pulled out, looking up, he saw Carson sitting opposite him staring at him.
"Now, that's not very healthy, is it Rodney?" Carson said looking smugly.
"Not now Carson, do you ever stop nagging?" he said waving his jello.
"I wouldn't be doing my job right if I didn't warn ye," Carson said just as Rodney said trying to take the bite of his jello.
Rodney's shoulders shank, "Is there something you want Carson?"
"Nothing in particular lad, can't I just talk to my friend," said Carson resting his head on his hand.
"Not when I'm eating, no!" Rodney looked up "Or shall I say trying to."
Carson giggled, "Well we can't have ye passing out now, can we?" grinning wildly "Just remember, we have our chess match on Friday with Zelenka."
Looking more sadly at his jello, he glanced back up to Carson, "Yes, yes anything else?"
"Oh, and Communications is acting up in the infirmary," said Carson looking concerned.
"Acting up? What's wrong with it?" Rodney said, putting the pot of jello back on the tray that he had been holding for the entire time.
"I dine no Rodney," said Carson shrugging his shoulders
"Ok, fine," said Rodney waving Carson off. Carson smiled took his queue and left.