Emmett smiled, as much because he was glad that someone besides Major Quinn was talking to him as because Janet Fraiser seemed like a charming woman.

"We're supposed to be doing interviews," he corrected her, wryly. "So far all we've managed to do is anger one of the senior officers." He gave his cameraman another scathing look. Ben sighed.

"Oh? Which one?"

"Colonel O'Neill."

Everyone at the table turned to look across the room at Jack, who wasn't paying any attention to them. Jaffer was, though. Almost as if he was aware of the sudden scrutiny, the black lab looked over at them. He might have given them another mistrustful look, but Jaffer liked Janet Fraiser, so he didn't.

"Colonel O'Neill just had a lot of stitches removed this morning, so chances are you caught him at a bad time." Fraiser said.

"Oh?"

She nodded.

"I don't think he likes us..." Emmett said, shaking his head.

"I don't think his dog likes us, either," Ben added.

"Jaffer's a sweetheart." Janet told them, smiling. Neither one of them looked convinced about that.

"So, O'Neill's bark is probably worse than his bite?" Emmett asked, hopefully. Maybe it wasn't so bad, and he'd actually get his interview with the Colonel that day.

"I didn't say that..." Janet corrected him. "But I doubt he hates you. He usually waits until he gets to know someone before he hates them."

Well, that was reassuring, Emmett thought dryly.

"So... you're in charge of keeping everyone healthy, huh? That must be quite a chore, what with all the traveling they do..."

"It's challenging," Janet agreed. She wasn't sure exactly what the man knew about exactly how much 'traveling' they did around here, so she wasn't ready to comment on it too much. She looked at Major Quinn, who seemed to understand the question.

"Mr. Bregman and Ben have a top level clearance, Doctor. They know about the Stargate, although the mission themselves are classified."

Janet nodded. Emmett beamed. He loved being on a secret base and being in on all the secret stuff that was going on there.

"I'd love to set up a time when we could do an interview with you, Doctor - Janet..." He said.

"I don't actually have time to do anything too formal just now... "Janet told him, looking at her watch. She'd been gone from the infirmary longer than she'd planned on being, already.

"It doesn't have to be this minute," he said, smiling. "I have other people I'm supposed to be talking to, also." He looked over and saw that Jack O'Neill was getting up. The Colonel leaned over and said something to his wife that made her smile, then nodded a good-bye to Daniel Jackson. A moment later - and with one more warning look over at the table he was sitting at - O'Neill was gone - along with the big black lab. Emmett turned his attention back to Janet.

"Maybe this afternoon? If you're free?"

Fraiser shrugged. If the interview was like this, then maybe it wasn't going to be so bad. Emmett seemed like a nice enough fellow.

"I'll find time." She promised him.

"Thanks."

Samantha O'Neill was leaving as well, now, he saw, and Daniel Jackson was alone at his table. Now was probably the time to try and get a time set up with him.

"It was a pleasure meeting you both," Janet said standing up.

All three men once more stood, as well, and Emmett gave her his hand once more, smiling.

"The pleasure was mine. I look forward to our next conversation."

She smiled, and left before he could catch her blushing.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO

She was leaving! Daniel had pretty much assumed that Janet was going to be distracting the interview guys for at least the next half hour or so, and hadn't felt the need to leave when Jack had. He hadn't even been worried when Sam had told him she had things she needed to take care of. Janet was talking to the interview guys, and it'd looked like she was going to be there quite a while. They were even smiling! And now she was leaving... and he was going to be the only deer at the watering hole.

He saw the interviewer guy looking over at him as Janet left, and Daniel groaned inwardly.

"Damn it."

He looked down at his breakfast. Maybe if he looked engrossed in his meal, they'd ignore him. A moment later he was proven wrong.

"Doctor Jackson?"

Daniel sighed, and looked up. It was Major Quinn, and with him were the two interview people. The Major introduced them, and Daniel really had no choice but to ask them to join him. He wasn't busy, and he couldn't even think of something to tell them he was doing that might make him sound busy. If he were more intimidating - like Jack - he could glare at them and hope they'd leave him to his breakfast, but Daniel didn't have that cold look down, and he knew it.

Emmett pulled out his notebook, and the camera started to roll...