Tap. Tap tap. Tap tap tap.

Sam sighed heavily. "Sir, don't you have paperwork or something you can be doing?"

Insubordination. She knew she was at that line. But, if he tapped that pen one more time, she was going to kill him.

He shot her an amused look from where he sat opposite her.

"Annoyed with me already, Carter?"

Already? Insubordination. It was looming over her head. Be a good little soldier, Sam.

"No, sir. Of course not. It's just, you've been in here for three hours, and I know you must be bored by now."

Sam was sufficiently proud of herself for not annunciating 'three hours' more than necessarily to show how ungodly long that amount of time was.

"Carter, you're the cure for my boredom. That's why I come in here."

And then he just has to go say something cute like that and turn me to a pile of mush. Wait a second!

Sam narrowed her eyes.

"You're hiding, aren't you?"

He jerked his eyes to look at her, somehow managing to look shocked and guilty at the same time.

"No!"

She stared him down until he caved.

"Oh, come on, Carter. You've seen the looks we've been getting. It's embarrassing."

Sam bit back a giggle. He sounded like such a five year old.

He frowned at her.

"No giggling, Major. It makes me look like a girl."

This coming from the man sitting with his...her legs spread so far apart that the Grand Canyon could fit in between them.

"You aren't exactly making me look feminine either, sir."

He frowned again. "If you even think I'm going to put on makeup you're out of your mind, Carter. Besides, you don't need it anyway."

"Pfft. See me with no makeup after staying up too long working on an experiment and you'll change your mind."

"Carter, I've seen you covered head to toe in alien mud and you still looked good."

Both their eyes widened and she blushed.

The words 'Open foot, insert mouth' popped in Jack's head.

"Uh, thank you, sir."

Throwing his thumb over his shoulder, Jack said, "Yeah, I think I'm just gonna...uhh...go bug Daniel for a while."

Sam couldn't help but smirk at his discomfort.

"You do that, sir."