"Laugh all you want," Lee insisted, "but I really do think that zip sweatshirt has done a lot more for Fleet morale than any promise of a pass to Cloud 9."


"Lee Adama, are you staring at my breasts?"

Kara's question came out of nowhere, and Lee realized that she was right. He had been staring at her breasts. "Yes?" It was more of a question than a confirmation. He wasn't sure what she wanted him to say in this situation.

His "answer" seemed to please her because she burst out laughing.

"Laugh all you want," Lee insisted, "but I really do think that zip sweatshirt has done a lot more for Fleet morale than any promise of a pass to Cloud 9."

That cut her laughter off immediately.

"I mean, isn't that your intention when you put that thing on? Every other pilot keeps it zipped when they aren't wearing anything underneath, but you walk around as if it's nothing. And don't even get me started on the way it seems to mysteriously unzip a little lower whenever your hand is good at the triad table."

"I do not!" Kara shrieked.

This time, it was Lee who laughed. "Kara, it's your only tell. Trust me. I think I should know."

"That's right. You seem to enjoy staring at my breasts."

"They're there," Lee agreed.

Kara's eyes narrowed.

"They're nice?" he added.

"Nice."

"Best ones on the ship."

"You're such an ass."

Lee grinned. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone about your little trick."

"Yeah, that's only because you don't want me to stop doing it."

"A man's got to get his kicks somewhere."

"Is that why you also stare at me in the shower?"

"I do not!" Lee protested.

"I have caught you sneaking a peek too many times to count."

"And how would you know if you weren't doing your own fair share of peeking?"

"Oh, I admit it. I peek." Kara leaned in to look over the papers spread on the table between them. When she was sure Lee was focused back on the work, she added, "You should know the women of the Fleet appreciate the morale booster of that tiny little towel you put on after you're done in the head."

Coffee came flying out of Lee's nose, and when he got his breath back, he wondered if Kara had timed that on purpose. She was busy scribbling on the paperwork in front of her, and he could tell she was desperately trying not to laugh. She was also trying to keep from meeting his eyes. Lee wasn't sure why that was.

"Kara?"

She looked up after a moment.

"I think your zip sweatshirt and my towel should team up. We could probably get the Cylons exterminated in two days."

Kara shook her head and looked back down at the reports. "You are such an idiot."

Lee smiled.