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"Umm... what do you do around here for fun?" Jonas asked. He stood in the door of Daniel's office.
Startled, Daniel looked up and squinted against the bright light behind Jonas.
"Like... what kind of fun?" Daniel asked, blinking as he moved his focus from the books in front of him to the man standing in the door.
"I don't know?" Jonas shrugged. "But, well, it's nine o'clock on a Saturday night and I've been told to go and have fun. But I don't know where to start."
Daniel sat back and rubbed his face. "Well, for some people, that means finding a partner or a friend and going out to a bar. Some drinks, some food, some music, that sort of thing."
Jonas nodded. "That would be fun! Do you have any suggestions? Maybe you could show me?"
Daniel blinked again. "To be honest, I have no idea where to find that. The last bar I was to, I've been banned from--" he held up a hand "--long story I don't know if I can tell you. Sorry."
"Who could I ask?" Jonas replied.
Daniel thought for a moment. "Maybe... Walter? Or Sargent Siler? They seem the type to at least know where to go, if they don't go themselves."
"Help me find them?" Jonas asked.
Daniel gave a grin. "Don't even know if they're on base. But we can find out."
"Good!" Jonas nodded. "Thanks!"