Sally is delighted to hear Crichton's voice, of course, regardless of the circumstances. She's sitting in the hotel room watching Yellow try and teach Gwen to say his name right. (She's still saying "lelelelel") and a grin spreads across her face as she rises to accept the call on the other side of the room. A grin that only gets bigger when he asks her on a date.

"A date?" Teasing, conspiratorial, but definitely excited. "Why, Commander, I thought you would never ask!" She giggles, nervous but electrified. "Jokes aside, I'd--- I'd really like that. Restaurant or buffet?"