Own nothing, never will, I'd give anything for Daniel though . . . no one's got a spare? What about Jack? Alright, alright, please (pretty please) review

"Teal'c!" Jack called, stopping Teal'c in his tracks, he'd been striding down one of the SGC's many hallways looking as hagard as Teal'c ever looked. He was getting very tired of people forgetting who he was and pointing guns at him in an attempt to "save the world."
"Teal'c," Jack said again coming abreast of him, Teal'c could not begin to express how happy he was to hear someone use his name.
"O'Neill."
"I've got a very important mission for you."
"Indeed?"
"You need to proquire pizza for the personal stuck in the SGC," Jack said trying to make it sound official, before Teal'c could ask the obvious he continued."It'll raise moral. Have you seen what's left in the commisary?"
Teal'c shook his head.
"Well if you had you'd understand. We need some good food and fast."
Teal'c still did not look impressed.
"Here," Jack said diggin into his pocket. "Here's . . . twenty, twenty-five," he continued to add up all the cash and spare change he had around his person. "Thirty-one and fifty-two cents," which wasn't exactly true because he'd given him at least two dollars in change, "take that and get as many pizzas as you can.
"How am I to get off base."
Jack dropped his chin to his chest with a growl. Teal'c didn't know how to drive. Or at least he didn't have a permit.
"I'll take you." Jack said. "If I don't leave the car I can't infect anyone, right?"
"I do not know O'Neill."
"Well we'll see won't we? Oh, and let's see if we can find Daniel or Sam. I'll need someone to bug."
"Will I not suffice?"