Okay, Daniel had to admit that P4X-224 wasn't quite as exciting as expected. In fact, it was downright boring! Daniel glanced surreptitiously over to Jack, comfortably napping against what could only be described as a rock. Daniel cleared his throat quietly.
"Bored, Daniel?" Jack asked, smirking, his eyes still closed.
"Not bored, just… "
"Mind numbingly, outta your mind, rather be watching a hockey game, bored. Right?"
Daniel sighed and shook his head. "Almost." He agreed ruefully.
Jack hopped up from his resting place. "Finally! I was that bored two hours ago. So, we've still got a day or two before we head back, what do ya wanna do?"
"Do? Jack, come on! There's nothing here to do! Just rocks, rocks, and more rocks!"
"Artifacts." Jack corrected with a grin.
"Rocks." Daniel repeated emphatically.
"Hockey pucks?" Jack suggested mischievously.
"Alright." Daniel said with a long-suffering sigh.
"Yes!" Jack cheered boyishly and ran off in search of sticks.