The five people spent hours talking about the not classified parts of their histories and their likes, dislikes and favorites.

"No, Daniel! I'm telling you that the pharaohs of the 3rd dynasty affected our culture today more than the pharaohs of the 4th!" Elise argued passionately. "All the evidence is there that they set up the basis for a lot of our culture and fashion styles. The 4th dynasty pharaohs just built off what their predecessors gave them!"

"Isn't that what we do? We build off what we were given and then call it our own?" he argued back. "They built off what they were given and have the right to have it be called their own!"

Jack sighed, the two had been at this for the past half and hour. Neither was touching the pizza that had arrived fifteen minutes before. He wasn't even sure if they knew it had come.

"Oy," he sighed as he looked at Teal'c, "Now we have three resident geeks."

That comment brought Daniel out of the argument, he glared at Jack, "I resent that comment."

Jack grinned, "But it's true. First we have one resident geek, then Sam comes along and it's twin geeks. Now, Elise is here and we have triplets!"

Elise grinned at her soon-to-be stepfather, "Well, I've most certainly been called worse."

At this all heads shot up and four very interested and slightly pissed off warriors were staring at Elise. "Who?" was all her mother said in an attempt to keep calm.

Elise shrugged at the question, "Practically every guy I said I wouldn't go out with, and every guy who was intimidated by my IQ in high school and college."

"Anyone unparticular that we could go and beat the living daylights out of?" And lock them in a room with Ba'al, Jack added silently.

Elise thought for a moment before responding, "Well, if you really wanted to beat the shit out of Mike, go for it. But I'm not too sure how well that would go considering that he apologized for the remarks at least fifty times."

"Why the hell would you go into business with a man who called you things like that?" Daniel asked furiously.

Elise's calm gaze bore into him and Daniel found himself looking at the ground like a naughty child.

"I went into business with him, because Laura and Tony both vouched for him before I met him again, and because after three five-pound chocolate boxes, two dinners at a five-star restaurant and five trips for four to the ballet – I thought he deserved the break."

"Mike had enough capital to do all of that for you, Elise Small, and not enough to open up his own store?" Teal'c asked in his usual monotone voice.

Elise looked up at the usually silent giant and gave him a warm smile; she had been waiting for someone to ask that question. "His parents own a ballet house, his sister is the manager of a Chocolatry and the five-star restaurant was his aunts." She paused, watching the wheels turn in each of the minds of the four in front of her.

"So, basically, he mooched off his family to get on your good side?" Jack asked, bluntly.

"Yep."

"Why did he go into business with you?" Daniel asked, "I mean, he could have gone to someone else right?"

"The Smalls' were millionaires, Daniel. The two of them had accumulated over fifty million dollars in their lives before adopting me." Elise stopped, looked over at her mother, who nodded for her to continue. "When my adopted mother died, I looked through the financial history of my parents while planning her funeral." She looked at Sam again, "That's one reason I'm so surprised to find my mother working in the military."

"What do you mean?" Jack asked, curiously.

"They gave her two million dollars for me."