Sheppard stared at the man in the trenchcoat as he rattled on, thinking, Jesus, this guy could give Rodney a run for his money. He smiled when the Doctor mentioned aliens.
"Aliens, huh?" What had really caught his attention was the mention of the 31st century. His own brush with time travel aside, he didn't really think there were many people cavorting around the universe time travelling.
At the sound of another voice, Sheppard turned quickly, his hand dropping to his empty holster. "We're just trying to work that out."
Then another guy popped out of a room. It really was going to be a party, soon.
"Aside from the whole kidnapping thing, I'm fine," he said to Sam then looked at the new guy. He hooked a thumb over his shoulder, "The Doctor," he couldn't help the little eye roll. Who the hell was pretentious enough to introduce themselves as 'The Doctor'? "Sam, John," he finished, wrapping up the intros quickly. "You are...?"
Standing around was making him antsy; he wanted to move, find a way out. And he'd already subconsiously taken responsibility for these three. He needed to get them to safety.