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Dessert
“Okay, but what is for dessert?” Jack asked as the four members of SG1 walked through the cement corridors towards the gate room.
Sam rolled her eyes, “Why is it always dessert you want to know about? You’re lucky I’m even cooking dinner.”
Jack stops abruptly, causing Daniel to almost run into him. “Wait. No dessert? But we must have cake.”
Sam chuckled, shaking her head as she continued walking, “if you can stay awake for this 12-hour meeting with the Tok’ra, I will make you cake,” she promised, turning the corner, flashing a small smirk in his direction.