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Office Hours/Anthropology

Well, even though he now only has the one anthropology student left, Daniel's still in his office, just in case.

He's grading Kiki's paper, and only getting slightly distracted by his list of things to do.

Which is getting longer and longer.

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Daniel blinked, trying to take it all in. "Oh."

"It was kind of funny by the end, though," she said.

"Funny is... good?"

"Better, anyway," said Janet. "So, Daniel, did you e-mail pictures of me at six to Teal'c?"

Daniel shook his head. "No." Not yet

Janet relaxed slightly in her chair. "Oh, thank goodness. Do you know how embarrassed I'd be?" Then she frowned again. "Daniel, did you take any pictures of me as a six year old?"

Daniel shifted uncomfortably in his chair. "Maybe?"

"Daniel!" Janet bolted upright in her chair. "How could you!"

Okay, she'd have done the same. But still.

Daniel flailed. "You were all cute and small and little!"

"That's exactly why I don't want there to be any pictures of that weekend!"

Janet? Also kind of flailing here.

"I'm not going to share them!"

Except perhaps with Teal'c if he got drunk one night, but she didn't need to know that.

"But you still took them!"

Still freaking here.

"Wait, if you got drunk and told Teal'c about us, who's to say you're not going to get drunk and send them to him? And then he'll send them to Jack and I'll never hear the end of it from anybody!"

"Because you were so sweet!" Daniel protested.

"Because I can't work a computer when I'm drunk?!"

"Daniel, I was a sugar and caffeine hyped little hellion!" exclaimed Janet. "What made you think I was sweet?"

"Ooh, good point," said Janet. "But Sam can work a computer drunk, in her sleep, or with both hands tied behind her back."

"Not when you were asleep," Daniel pointed out and then winced. Damn, he hadn't meant to tell her that's when he took the pictures.

"But I'm not Sam!" he said, a little reduntantly.

"Daniel!" Janet was possibly panicking by now. "I can't believe you! Wait, while I was asleep? Liz was there too. You took pictures of me and Liz as wee six year old?"

"But what if she finds out about them?" Janet's expression suggested that Sam had better never see them.

Daniel blushed. "Maybe?"

"Sam doesn't use my computer!"

Daniel's desk, meet Janet's head. "Ow," muttered Janet, her forehead resting on Daniel's desk still. "She's going to kill you. Worse than I'm going to kill you."

"And she'd better never do so after this!"

"Meep!"

"Why would she be using my computer? And even if she did for some reason, she wouldn't go looking through my personal files..."

"Daniel." Janet sat back up and looked at him. "If I had pictures of wee six year old Daniel sitting on my hard drive, would you be paranoid about Sam finding them?"

"I'll password the folder as soon as I get home," Daniel promised quickly

"Oh, thank goodness," said Janet, relieved. Maybe he'd forget the password when he was drunk. ~~Of course, if those somehow ended up in the hands of the Asgard just to embarrass Janet, I wouldn't be surprised.~~

"So how was your day?" she asked, smiling at him.

Daniel sighed, thankful for the change of subject.

"Boring," he admitted. "How about yours?"

"Almost nothing at all has happened," said Janet. "Though I found out that Professor Dream is leaving."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Daniel said. "I don't know him, but he seemed to be a good teacher. It seems like a lot of teachers are leaving."

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