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July 2007
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Dr James Liddell [userpic]

Jonathan is, at this very moment in time space and what have you, sitting in his office and typing at the computer. While he is doing this, of course, he is letting Gilly meander around the officer. What? It's not like there's stray fear gas cannisters about or anything.

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He thinks. "None! No one bothers me when I'm writing..." That is a damnable LIE.

"Right. Well. Hopefully they'll show up before I have to get back."

"I'm sure they will. Soon, I hope."

"If not, oh well. I'll be back." He always is.

"And I'll be on Atlantis before the end of the week." He usually is.

"Good. Your paperwork's piling up."

"Is it!" He is surprised.

"Just a little."

"Well. I'll have to get back sooner." Or something.

"Or stop filling out your paperwork."

"Well, if I stop doing the paperwork, people will go crazy." er. Crazier.

"We're not already?"

"Heightmeyer's around."

And Jonathan laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaughs.

Because he thinks she's pretty useless sometimes. >_>