"Sure...he's gone to Egypt on a dig. We'll be lucky if he comes back at all, let alone in one piece." Sam drummed her fingers on the desk. "I knew he'd been missing doing actual archeology, but I don't think I was aware of how much he'd missed it, you know?"
"Soon, I hope." She practically bounced with excitement. "I've got some rolls of whiteboard stuff (http://www.whiteboardsetc.com/peelandstickskins.htm) coming, then I just have to stick it to the walls and I'll be set."
The hairs on the back of Sam's neck rose as she felt someone watching her. She turned around, only to see Marty studying at his table. She shrugged and returned to her conversation with Janet.
"That would be nice. For you, I mean." Sam bit the inside of her cheek to stop the grin. "Maybe he'll even leave you a note to let you know he's back."
Janet hadn't ranted about this yet--it would be better if she got it out before she saw Daniel, but boy did he owe her.
"Should be cool. I even have permission from student affairs, as long as I peel the stuff off when I'm done."
"He left me a voice mail and said he waited as long as he could," said Janet dryly. "I called him back and left him a voice mail that he should actually let me know when he was leaving next time so I could make sure to be there to say goodbye."
Sam probably thought that talking about it now would make Janet go eaiser on Daniel. Hah.
"Aw, permission? That's no fun. Though I have to say, Jack and Charlie did get permission before they knocked the wall down in our room."
"He waited as long as he could where?" Sam shook her head and began stood up on her tiptoes to stretch out her calf muscles. She was sore enough from moving to convince her that she needed to spend more time in the gym. "Daniel's a certified genius. He couldn't possibly be that much of an idiot, could he?"
"That's...so unlike them," Sam grinned. "But I like to have my permissions ahead of time--saves everyone aggravation in the long run."
"He showed up in the room, Jack said." Janet glared even though she wasn't mad at Sam. "Of course he can be that much of an idiot. He's Daniel!"
"Isn't it, though? I moved in the next day. While hungover." Janet snickered. "And of course you like to have permission ahead of time. You probably got it in triplicate too, didn't you?"
"He relied on Jack to give you a message?" Sam stopped moving and stood still, more in shock than anything else. "He's obviously killed some necessary brain cells somewhere along the line."
"I didn't get it in triplicate," Sam muttered. "Although I did bookmark the link."
"Well, he left a note on my desk." Janet rolled her eyes. "Jack was the one who let him in. And yes, obviously he's lost a few brain cells from excessive exposure to the ribbon device, I'm sure."
"You didn't?" Janet grinned. "Wow, Sam, we'll make a slacker out of you yet."
Sam snorted. "Yeah, because that's so much more effective. He's lucky it was your desk, that's all I'm saying. Otherwise you still wouldn't have found it."
"Yeah, Jack was all kinds of bored when I saw him sometime after that, which I guess isn't any more unusual than normal."
She leaned over to poke Janet. "Oh, shut up. Like you'd know a slacker if you lived with one."
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"So...is idiot boy back from Cairo yet?"
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"When are you getting your whiteboards?" Janet pulled out an apple--her occasional nod to healthy snacking--and bit into it.
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"Soon, I hope." She practically bounced with excitement. "I've got some rolls of whiteboard stuff (http://www.whiteboardsetc.com/peelandstickskins.htm) coming, then I just have to stick it to the walls and I'll be set."
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Janet laughed. "This I can't wait to see."
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Janet hadn't ranted about this yet--it would be better if she got it out before she saw Daniel, but boy did he owe her.
"Should be cool. I even have permission from student affairs, as long as I peel the stuff off when I'm done."
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Sam probably thought that talking about it now would make Janet go eaiser on Daniel. Hah.
"Aw, permission? That's no fun. Though I have to say, Jack and Charlie did get permission before they knocked the wall down in our room."
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"That's...so unlike them," Sam grinned. "But I like to have my permissions ahead of time--saves everyone aggravation in the long run."
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"Isn't it, though? I moved in the next day. While hungover." Janet snickered. "And of course you like to have permission ahead of time. You probably got it in triplicate too, didn't you?"
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"I didn't get it in triplicate," Sam muttered.
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from excessive exposure to the ribbon device, I'm sure.""You didn't?" Janet grinned. "Wow, Sam, we'll make a slacker out of you yet."
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"Yeah, Jack was all kinds of bored when I saw him sometime after that, which I guess isn't any more unusual than normal."
She leaned over to poke Janet. "Oh, shut up. Like you'd know a slacker if you lived with one."