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"What took you so long?" Jack demanded as Teal'c opened the car door.
Teal'c glared at him, "The employee was most ineffectual."
What followed was an intricate dance of Jaffa, pizza boxes and the Colonel's unhelpful hands. Sam was hysterical with laughter by the time Teal'c had situated himself in the font seat, tears were rolling down her cheeks and she was gasping for breath.
Teal'c's attempts to turn and glare at her with nine pizza boxes in his lap only made things worse.
Jack smiled and started up the car.
When Sam's laughing had faded away into occasional giggles, Daniel decided to ask the question that had been intermittently annoying him for the last half hour. "So, Teal'c, what kind d'you get?"
"Cheese."
"You got nine plain pizzas?"
"Indeed."
"Are you serious?"
Teal'c once again attempted to glare at the back seat.
"Daniel," Jack said, trying to sound reasonable, "if you wanna eat what they've got in the commissary right now . . . "
"Whatever," Daniel sighed.
Conversation in the car died off. Jack was trying (unsuccessfully) to fight off a bout of road-rage. Sam's giggles had died away into a state of contentment and Daniel was counting the streetlights they drove by. Teal'c tried unsuccessfully to find a comfortable way to sit as the pizza's oils and heat slowly turned the once stiff cardboard into mush. Finally in frustration Jack slammed the heel of his hand on the horn.
"Jack, we're at a stop light," Daniel said unhelpfully.
"You realize how long I've been sitting in this car, Daniel?" Jack demanded.
"No longer than I have," Daniel said.
"Well, you're not driving."
"At least it would give me something to do."
"You want to deal with these . . . people!" Jack said, for lack of a better word, gesturing expansively at the cars around them.
"I am known for my people skills," Daniel quipped.
Jack snorted.
"Guys," Sam began. "You wanna stop now?"
Jack hit the horn again.
"It's a red light!" Daniel exclaimed.
"I know that!" Jack beeped again, causing almost every other car in the line to beep as well.
"Looks like you're starting to piss people off."
"Daniel," Jack said warningly.
"Hold this," Teal'c thrust the pizza boxes at Jack.
Jack yelped as a tower of soggy, warm cardboard loomed in front of him, he managed to grab it before Teal'c let its contents spill into his lap. He pushed against his seat back in an attempt to get far enough away from the steering wheel that he could hold the pizza comfortably and therefore, inadvertently pushed down on the gas pedal. In a stroke of luck the light turned green at that moment, Teal'c grabbed the wheel from Jack and deftly navigated the car down the next few blocks under its sudden burst of speed. Then, deciding he'd made his point, he retrieved the pizza from Jack and resumed staring out the side window.
Jack glared at him indignant, until Carter's cry of "Colonel!" brought his eyes back to the road.
Daniel wasn't sure whether he should smile or freak, as they veered away from the curb and back into the flow of traffic, except there was no flow by this point, seeing as most of the drivers who had been sharing the road with them decided that there were other routes that could be taken with less risk of bodily harm.
"Did you have fun?" Daniel snapped.
"No," Jack muttered, glaring at the road before him as if it had done him some grievous disservice "Well, maybe you—" "Would you two shut up!" Sam was finally losing the cool she'd somehow managed to maintain thus far. "Don't you think someone should make Jack aware of what an ass he's being?" Daniel said at the same time as Jack said, "I will if he will." "I can't believe you just said that." Sam smiled through her annoyance. She could actually believe he'd said it, she just never expected him to say it with such seriousness. "Well, I will if you will," Daniel said. "Good." "Good." Silence descended. This time Sam was thankful for it.
"What took you so long?" Jack demanded as Teal'c opened the car door.
Teal'c glared at him, "The employee was most ineffectual."
What followed was an intricate dance of Jaffa, pizza boxes and the Colonel's unhelpful hands. Sam was hysterical with laughter by the time Teal'c had situated himself in the font seat, tears were rolling down her cheeks and she was gasping for breath.
Teal'c's attempts to turn and glare at her with nine pizza boxes in his lap only made things worse.
Jack smiled and started up the car.
When Sam's laughing had faded away into occasional giggles, Daniel decided to ask the question that had been intermittently annoying him for the last half hour. "So, Teal'c, what kind d'you get?"
"Cheese."
"You got nine plain pizzas?"
"Indeed."
"Are you serious?"
Teal'c once again attempted to glare at the back seat.
"Daniel," Jack said, trying to sound reasonable, "if you wanna eat what they've got in the commissary right now . . . "
"Whatever," Daniel sighed.
Conversation in the car died off. Jack was trying (unsuccessfully) to fight off a bout of road-rage. Sam's giggles had died away into a state of contentment and Daniel was counting the streetlights they drove by. Teal'c tried unsuccessfully to find a comfortable way to sit as the pizza's oils and heat slowly turned the once stiff cardboard into mush. Finally in frustration Jack slammed the heel of his hand on the horn.
"Jack, we're at a stop light," Daniel said unhelpfully.
"You realize how long I've been sitting in this car, Daniel?" Jack demanded.
"No longer than I have," Daniel said.
"Well, you're not driving."
"At least it would give me something to do."
"You want to deal with these . . . people!" Jack said, for lack of a better word, gesturing expansively at the cars around them.
"I am known for my people skills," Daniel quipped.
Jack snorted.
"Guys," Sam began. "You wanna stop now?"
Jack hit the horn again.
"It's a red light!" Daniel exclaimed.
"I know that!" Jack beeped again, causing almost every other car in the line to beep as well.
"Looks like you're starting to piss people off."
"Daniel," Jack said warningly.
"Hold this," Teal'c thrust the pizza boxes at Jack.
Jack yelped as a tower of soggy, warm cardboard loomed in front of him, he managed to grab it before Teal'c let its contents spill into his lap. He pushed against his seat back in an attempt to get far enough away from the steering wheel that he could hold the pizza comfortably and therefore, inadvertently pushed down on the gas pedal. In a stroke of luck the light turned green at that moment, Teal'c grabbed the wheel from Jack and deftly navigated the car down the next few blocks under its sudden burst of speed. Then, deciding he'd made his point, he retrieved the pizza from Jack and resumed staring out the side window.
Jack glared at him indignant, until Carter's cry of "Colonel!" brought his eyes back to the road.
Daniel wasn't sure whether he should smile or freak, as they veered away from the curb and back into the flow of traffic, except there was no flow by this point, seeing as most of the drivers who had been sharing the road with them decided that there were other routes that could be taken with less risk of bodily harm.
"Did you have fun?" Daniel snapped.
"No," Jack muttered, glaring at the road before him as if it had done him some grievous disservice "Well, maybe you—" "Would you two shut up!" Sam was finally losing the cool she'd somehow managed to maintain thus far. "Don't you think someone should make Jack aware of what an ass he's being?" Daniel said at the same time as Jack said, "I will if he will." "I can't believe you just said that." Sam smiled through her annoyance. She could actually believe he'd said it, she just never expected him to say it with such seriousness. "Well, I will if you will," Daniel said. "Good." "Good." Silence descended. This time Sam was thankful for it.