The huge sound of brass instruments sounded from the amps at the side of the stage. The victim.. eh .. man on the stage began swinging his hips to the sound, flailing around wildly and yet for a supposed karaoke act was still mike less. The drunken man began singing into an imaginary mike before the compare spotted his mistake and placed it swiftly in his now stilled hand.

'one...Thanks...It's not unusual to have fun with anyone, but when I see you hanging, about with anyone, It's not unusual to see me cry, oh I wanna' die.'

Even before Daniel began singing the four men at the table at the back on the left cringed visibly, while Sam sat innocently watching on smiling into her glass.

Around the room several people could be seen with pained looks on their faces and hands inching slowly towards their ears, others sat wallowing in the fact that they aren't that stupid or drunk to go up there, some smiled... well really it was more like a grimace, while the other half of the room had taken this time to run to the toilet to hide from the hideous sound.

Everyone waited in agony as the second chorus started up, praying silently that their torture would end.

Meanwhile on stage Daniel looked like he was having the time of his life 'dancing' obviously one of the things he was slightly less talented at than singing.

'It's not unusual to go out at any time... but when I see you out and about it's such a crime... if you should ever want to be loved by anyone... It's not unusual it happens every day...'

Now this is when the song got interesting, at this point in the song their a two sharp blasts from the trumpet, it was at this point Daniel decided to employ his secret dancing move, thrusting his hips forwards completely out of time with the tune. Now although this had no serious repercussions, the front row took note of the fact that the 'entertainer' was nearing the end of the stage.

'no matter what you say'

Another fantastic hip thrusting show, but this was cut short as on the second thrust he toppled ungraciously on to the dance floor that was two feet below him.

Feedback whined through the amps causing the entire audience to jump, the compare (luckily) happened to be positioned really close to the kill switch, and the room was brought into a welcome quiet, although Daniel tried his best to wreck it by singing at the top of his lungs into the now useless mike. Un-phased by the lack of music Daniel headed back into the crowed room no doubt trying to find his friends.

Too bad he went in the wrong direction.

Sam sat at the table with four men giving her the same look.

'Fine,' she answered heading off in Daniel's direction to save him from the sound police for crimes against Tom Jones.

In her absence the men turned to Jack, almost with a pitying look.

'You don't know what the hell you're letting yourself in for Jack.' Spoke Jacob.

'Apparently not.' He whispered, his eyes following Sam and Daniel's progress back to the table.

With mixed emotions Sam took her sat next to Jack once more, still receiving glares from her male company, while Daniel sat across from her thoroughly proclaiming his enjoyment of his dancing and acrobatic display for the pub goers.

'That was fun.' He said slurring far more than when he was last at the table, the experience apparently being anything but sobering for the young man.

'See Daniel enjoyed it.' She said trying to justify her actions to the sceptical gazes of the men around her.

'Too bad he was the only one!' replied causing the other prospective victims to grin and Sam to punch him not so lightly in the arm, even though her eyes where twinkling with amusement.

'Where's my drink?' demanded Daniel.

'I believe you finished it Daniel Jackson.' muttered Teal'c, remaining relatively silent throughout the evening watching the amusing behaviour of his teammates and respected comrades.

'And your not getting another.' Said Jacob finishing his own beer.

One of the previous mike huggers took to the stage once more singing a twisted rendition of 'I'm outa love' by Anistasia.

'Sam, who's going next?' asked Hammond boldly wanting to know how much time he had before leaping to his doom or coming up with a sufficient excuse not to.

'You actually.' Her wicked grin returning as she leant gently on Jack's side.

Hammond slipped into a slight state of shock, his usually well mannered and well behaved officer was taking full advantage of the situation and the unsuspecting men around her, mercilessly planning their utter embarrassment one after the other, slipping easily into a casual persona where all recollection of rank was lost, making him completely vulnerable to her.

Making all of them vulnerable to her.

Hammond made a mental note to kill Jacob for persuading him to let Sam have her way on anything she did tonight.

God anything he thought, she could have me up there singing anything.

'Your so cruel.' Said her father with a grin identical to the one she currently had.

'Wonder who I got that from?'