"What's expected of us?" John said, looking over at Fred. Who in the hell did this woman think she was?
He could see that Sam obviously wasn't taking too well to the "list" that Doctor Pace brought along as well. He watched as she blew air out through her teeth, trying to remain calm at the mention of divorces and adoptions.
"Atlantis is not a police state, Doctor Pace," John said after Fred said the IOA could fuck off. Reaching over, he took her hand and squeezed it tightly.
Sam nodded in agreement, taking the list from her. "We are not going to force people to do things, and we are not going to force them to live like monks. This is our home." She then tore up the list. "If you're going to be nothing more than Woosley's mouthpiece, he should have come here himself."
Looking up toward the Control Room, Sam motioned to Chuck, who ran out and handed her several papers.
"Here's the information with the location of your room and lab," she said, handing it over.