(sry NR if you object but I'm going to bring Daniel to experience some culture)

Dragging Daniel with them, SG-1 followed Jonas out on the streets. As twilight fell, they found a table at a quiet cafe. The "local delicacies" weren't that bad - and there was a dish which resembled a hamburger in most respects, which far exceeded Jack's expectations. His only gripe was the absense of ketchup.

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John had walked up into the city, spotting the others at a local diner. "Hey... whats for dinner?" he walks in and sits at their table.

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"I have a bad Feeling about this"

"Hamburgers." Jack waved his at Macmillan. "No ketchup, though."

Sam dug a knife into a bowl and spread the contents liberally on her meat. "This fruit paste is almost better." She caught her commander's eye. "Almost."

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"Earth food? all right... im actually kinda hungry...." He sits down and then pulls out his cougar and cleans it.

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"I have a bad Feeling about this"

Jonas grinned. "Earth food? I wouldn't be so sure about that ... human food definately." His eyes flicked to John's weapon. "I wouldn't be too obvious about that, if I were you. Langarans are still a little skittish after the war."

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Jonas grinned. "Earth food? I wouldn't be so sure about that ... human food definately." His eyes flicked to John's weapon. "I wouldn't be too obvious about that, if I were you. Langarans are still a little skittish after the war. Are you going to order something?"

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He smiles as he finishes cleaning the gun. "this gun has been in my family for 70 years... its going to be taken care of" He looks at the menu reading some of the things on there. "uhh... ill just have what your having..." he smiles and places the gun away.

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"I have a bad Feeling about this"

Jack whistled. "Seventy years..."
Carter, on the other hand, frowned. Oh, well, as long as it worked.

The evening passed pleasantly, but it was quite dark when they set out for the hotel. Most of the streets were broad and lighted, but there was an alley that they had to pass through that was not lighted at all. Jack's uneasy feeling was reinforced when ten men appeared around them, dropping from low roofs and coming out from the deep shadows. His sidearm was up in an instant as the team automatically shifted into a circle of six, their backs to each other. "Okay. This is bad."

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Jareth looked up from his laptop and pulled out his Beretta. He got up to make sure the techie stuff wasn't bothered with. All of the sudden, a shot rang out from behind him and hit him dead center in the back. Jareth fell forward.

A man stepped out from the darkness. His radio beeped. "Hey...The tech's down...move in."

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Jonas stood with his back to the others, wishing he had a weapon, as several men surrounded them. He glanced towards Jack, waiting for some idea of what to do. Even though Jonas wasn't a member of SG-1 anymore, he still recognized Jack as a leader.

A few men stepped into the room that Jareth was in and started to search Jareth for any hidden weapons he might of had. One man kneeled down next to Jareth and pulled back the hair from his face. "Sorry, Mate...But you know how sibling rivalry is..."

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Jack waved his gun meaningfully. "I don't suppose you could tell us what this is about?"

The shady figures didn't answer.

"No, really. I'd sure hate to shoot you - but MacMillan here is aching to pull his trigger. We'd be able to help you out a little better if we actually knew what you wanted."

Carter chimed in, casually depressing the talk button on her radio. "After all, if you wanted us dead, you would have taken us out by snipers."

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Jonas looked around the circle of darkened faces, trying to see if he recognized any of them. He had a strong hunch that all this had to do with the negotiations the next day. None of the figures looked familiar, or course it was dark...

One of the figures, an extremely tall man, finally spoke. "Which one of you is Jonas Quinn?"

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