"Daniel, I'm telling you, turn on the charm for Napoleon and she'll tell you where it is. She likes you."
Teal'c sat down at the table. "She will not. O'Neill. Should MajorCarter wish you to know the designation of her tattoo…"
"Hang on buddy how'd you know what we were talking about?"
"MajorCarter informed me of your search."
"You know where it is?"
"Indeed."
"You know what it is?"
Teal'c nodded.
Jack was pissed. ""T, buddy. Us boys we need to stick together and we NEED intel here."
"Then I suggest you survey the terrain, O'Neill." Teal'c winked and left.