'Do not exceed limit of half a tea spoon as doing so will cause major laxative effect'. She glanced at Daniel's cup, than back to the bottle "Beat this Dr Daniel Jackson" the bottles entire contents were tipped into his cup, and then mixed in, thoroughly. Sam tapped the tea spoon on the edge, then placed it back to were it had sat before. The coffee was still warm which meant he's still drink it. And even if it did get cold, knowing Daniel, he'd still drink it. "Bon Appetite Daniel" Sam replaced the bottles lid and slipped it back into her pocket. After laughing evilly, she slipped from the room, closing the door after her.
Daniel entered his office, Jack followed and pushed the door shut after the now clean anthropologist. "Damnit Daniel! How old are you? One, two?". "Come on Jack! It was just a bit of fun" after that was said, Daniel grinned at his friend "After-all...she started it". Jack sighed and sat in the offices only remaining chair "I need a drink". Daniel sat opposite and glanced up "Sorry Jack, I don't keep booze with my artifacts. How about water?". "Not if I can help it" Jack reached across the table "You touched this coffee yet?". Daniel looked after his coffee longingly as it was taken from his hands. "Thank-you" Jack offered. Daniel growled but then shrugged, jumping up to make another.
Jack took a small sip. Yep, still warm. At least Daniel was drinking warm coffee now. Drinking deeply he sighed, nothing like a coffee filled with sugar. "Hey Danny, never knew you liked sugar in ya coffee". Daniel turned around, looking rather confused "Sugar?". Sam spotted Daniel near the end of the hallway and ran to catch up. He looked fine. "Hey there!" she shouted out as se came to his side. He turned and smiled "Hey, what's up?" he asked, continuing to walk. "You feeling all right?" Why did he look so okay? Daniel returned her frown as they walked down the corridor together. "Funny you should mention that. I was with Jack in my office when he just suddenly got up and ran. Guess he didn't like my coffee". Sam drew in a deep breath "Coffee?" Daniel nodded his reply and then shrugged.
"It hadn't been sitting there that long...". Sam let him wander off, still muttering to himself about coffee. Sam felt a small smile rise to her lips, 'Oh my god!' that poor, poor man. She headed for the Infirmary. 'I guess we won't be off-world for a few more days...'.
To Be Continued...
