Sam's Alcove, Tuesday Night

[carter_i_am]

Sam was facedown on the bed, snickering at the newest edition of The Astrophysical Journal and correcting the wrong assumptions with a bright red pen. Next step was to compose an anonymous letter to the editorial staff, including the corrections and mentioning aliens, complete with the aluminum foil-lined envelope. Between that and the good chocolate she was savoring, it was definitely a Sam Carter high fun night.

[ooc: Open to interaction, but thread with Jack is locked to him.]