"Degrees," Max said as she corrected Sam. "I have three degrees. And, perhaps you should remember the IOA helps fun all this but if you rather wait until tomorrow, then I'll bring up the list tomorrow at the meeting."
Daniel knew he needed to get Sam out of there and was glad when she agreed to go get something to eat with him. Once they were in the transporter, he wrapped his arms around his wife and held her close. "I don't know, Sam," he said before softly kissing the top of her head. "It looks to me the IOA found the most naive person they could to do their dirty work. Maybe if we try and reason with her, we can show her we don't need to change things."
When the transporter doors slid open, Daniel walked his wife out. "How about we go to our quarters and eat there? That way I can give you a back massage," he suggested before leaning down to softly kiss her. "I promise to behave and I'll try really, really hard not to let my hands wander."