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"A bar in my office!"

Jack O'Neill glances around Milliways as he steps through, pleased, and heads straight for Bar.

"Well, you don't get that every day, even when you want it. Jack and Coke, please-- no, wait ... paperwork. Orange juice, please."

Helpfully, Bar provides a glass of orange juice and a stack of forms very much like the ones on Jack's desk that he was about to go fill out.

"...I wasn't asking for paperwork..."

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She laughs sympathetically, shaking her head. " Most people just look silly in those. Or like they're wearing a tent."

"Pardon me. I'm Sooraya Qadir, from Earth in 2006. Nice to meet you, sir."

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"That's why Batman has Robin," Jack says wisely. "To make himself look less silly in comparison."

He offers a casual salute and a smile. "Jack O'Neill, 2004, also Earth. Colorado, to be exact, and a pleasure to meet you, too."

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"Superman, on the other hand..." Sooraya bows slightly, returning the smile.
Then she eyes the stack of paperwork. Picking one up, she starts folding it into what looks ominously like a paper airplane.

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"Oh, but he could kill you just by lookin' at you. No one laughs at Superman!"

Jack eyes the folding -- he sees what she did there. With a look that could be interpreted as a challenge, he, too, picks up a form and starts folding.

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"This is true," she agrees, winking.

" oh boy. And now she's half folding, half looking around for patrons to target.