The flash of light was startling even in the brightness of the briefing room. "Thor?"
The seat was vacant, no sign of its usual occupant.
"Colonel, do you have any explanation for this?"
"No, sir. None." Jack wondered how he was supposed to know what was going on,
but he knew better than to say that out loud. "But it can't be good."
As suddenly as it had appeared it was gone, leaving them to exchange concerned
This time an answer. An embarrassed Asgard, something rarely seen, if ever.
"Sorry, O'Neill. I pushed the wrong button."