Room 231, Thursday Evening (After the Spa)

[carter_i_am]

Feeling all buffed and polished after a few hours at the spa, Sam returned to her room with some chinese take-out. On the floor by the door was an envelope, which she grabbed on her way in. She opened it, not having expected any mail.

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[anextimeagent]

Jack, still meltingly relaxed from their day at the spa, strolled down the hall from his room to Sam's, and leaned in the doorway, smiling as he watched her. "What are you reading?"

[carter_i_am]

"Huh?" Sam closed the information packet and turned to face Jack, feeling vaguely guilty. "Oh, some information about another job. Mac sent it to me."

[anextimeagent]

"Oh." He really didn't know how to react to that, so he opted for staying where he was. "Do I know who Mac is?" The name rang a vague bell, but then it was a pretty common one.

[carter_i_am]

"I don't know if you ever met him, but he was the Shop teacher here last year. I was his TA, both semesters." She looked a little sheepish, "Ah, he's the one who looked like a younger version of Jack O'Neill."