N is for Nox
"They should change the name. It sounds like a prison." Jack took a bite from his MRE, and looked up at his team.
"I've always thought it sounds like some kind of art museum, sir." Sam mused in response as she looked around for her canteen.
"Huh," Jack said, "my other option was an evil agency in a Die Hard movie." Sam smiled and turned to Teal'c.
"What do you think, Teal'c?" She asked.
"I am unsure of how to navigate this conversation," the large Jaffa responded. "What is the exact purpose of re-designating the Nox people's name to hypothetical agencies and buildings?"
"It's like a game," Daniel informed with his usual eagerness to help people understand, "it mainly just serves the purpose of being creative and to play with a concept." Teal'c's eyebrows climbed in an unspoken question.
"For example, I think it sounds like some kind of computer software," Daniel supplied, inviting Teal'c to suggest another meaning with a rotating motion of his hand. But Teal'c wasn't playing, instead he silently stood up and inclined his head.
"I shall examine the perimeter." He said, before walking off with both hands on his back.
"And he was never seen again." Jack whispered ominously, elbowing Sam's side. A giggle bubbled from her throat before she could help it.
Daniel peered at them over his glasses and sighed;
"It's a hard Nox life..."