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Hrm...
I suppose this might count as a spoiler-type thing. But. Eh.
Sorta future shippy bit.
"Hey, T, what's with the shirt?"
"It was a gift from President Hayes."
"Ah. It's pink."
"Indeed."
"You look... good in pink. Really. Daniel, back me up here."
"Actually, Jack, I'm more interested in what it means. So, Teal'c--"
"Daniel."
"No, Jack, I'd like to know. Teal'c, what does 'S/J 4evah!' mean?"
"It is a saying amongst certain people, Daniel Jackson."
"Oh, like an incantation."
"As you wish."
"And what is it for?"
"Daniel.."
"Jack, this is fascinating, Teal'c is reminding me that there's more than enough anthropological excitement going on in our own back yard. So, Teal'c--"
"Daniel Jackson."
"Tell me more about this incantation. For instance, does the president wear a shirt like that?"
"President Hayes wears a blue shirt."
"Wow. So, uh, what *is* 'S/J'."
"That, Daniel Jackson, would be telling."
"Ah, for cryin' out loud--"
"Jack?"
"Daniel, I wash my hands of you."
Sorta future shippy bit.
"Hey, T, what's with the shirt?"
"It was a gift from President Hayes."
"Ah. It's pink."
"Indeed."
"You look... good in pink. Really. Daniel, back me up here."
"Actually, Jack, I'm more interested in what it means. So, Teal'c--"
"Daniel."
"No, Jack, I'd like to know. Teal'c, what does 'S/J 4evah!' mean?"
"It is a saying amongst certain people, Daniel Jackson."
"Oh, like an incantation."
"As you wish."
"And what is it for?"
"Daniel.."
"Jack, this is fascinating, Teal'c is reminding me that there's more than enough anthropological excitement going on in our own back yard. So, Teal'c--"
"Daniel Jackson."
"Tell me more about this incantation. For instance, does the president wear a shirt like that?"
"President Hayes wears a blue shirt."
"Wow. So, uh, what *is* 'S/J'."
"That, Daniel Jackson, would be telling."
"Ah, for cryin' out loud--"
"Jack?"
"Daniel, I wash my hands of you."
Re: *dies*
You realise all of this brain-rotting fluff-induced coma-type stuff is so your fault?
And, yah, gonna continue to blame you.
For. Ever.