Sam let out a laugh, and smiled wide. Very wide. 'Yes, I'm sure it is,' she said into the phone, while she rested her elbows on the tabletop of her desk, swaying back and forth. Daniel leaned against the door and observed the scene.
'Yes, yes, I know, but you… yes… really bastards, I agree,' Sam said, laughing with that special laugh she reserved for one man only…
'No… yes, yes… no, seventeen. Yes, seventeen. You know, a one followed by a seven. Exactly,' she said, rolling her eyes.
'Alright, I… yes…' she said, in a definitely un-military voice, Daniel observed. 'Well, right back at 'ya. OK, see you. Yeah, love you too,' she said as she hung up the phone and turned around to find Daniel standing in the doorway.
'Daniel,' she said, but was cut off when a file was shoved into her hands. 'Test results from P8J-331. And how is Jack?' Daniel said, as he turned and slipped out of Sam's lab, leaving before any response was able to form in Sam's head.