Chapter 2. Battle of the Bands
“How’s it looking, Daniel?”
“The entire base is out there!”
“Really? Cool!” Sam hurried to peek at the crowd, squealing with delight.
“That bad?” Jack grimaced and tuned his guitar while Teal’c randomly tapped a tambourine against his thigh. “We’re gonna take some ribbing for this, huh?”
Daniel glared at him over his glasses.
“Daniel, tell me again why we agreed to this?”
“Because you wouldn’t say no to Sam…and something about ‘irresistible blue eyes’ if I remember correctly.”
“Not!”
“Oh, yes!”
“Daniel Jackson is correct, O’Neill.”
“Well, seeing her in that dress is…never mind! Let’s go, guys, it’s showtime!”