Daniel peered down at the smoking lumps of char on the grill. "Is that supposed to be meat, Jack?" he asked dubiously.

"Steak is best when it's well done," protested Jack, defensive.

"I was unaware that 'well done' is synonymous with 'charcoal,' O'Neill." Teal'c raised a knowing eyebrow.

Jack huffed a little and set down the tongs. "You people don't know good steaks when you see 'em!"

"Oh, we do," Daniel said sweetly. "That's the point."

"We're safe, guys! I've got the pizza!" Sam called cheerily as she rounded the corner of the house.

Jack sighed and gave up.