The door to the lab was open, and Sam was behind the desk, working on some calculations before she went back to experimenting. She'd snagged a piece of naquadriah when she'd been back in Colorado and was trying to come up with some way to harness it as a predictable energy source.
So far, she wasn't having any luck. When the phone rang, she was almost grateful for the
distraction.
[ooc: Door's open, anyone's welcome to do sciencey things, and I should be around for most of the day.]