"Dally's in the cooler again." You had said to Darry, who sighed in return. He was starting to get annoyed about how many times Dally was getting caught doing stupid shit.

"If he keeps this up, I'm gonna have to start stripping to keep the lights on." Darry said, standing up from his spot on the couch. "Sodapop, Ponyboy! Let's go, we have to get Dally out of jail again."

Waiting was long. The bail wasn't that bad this time, but it was clear Darry had a whole speech and lecture ready to tell off Dally for getting in trouble again.

That annoyed face never faltered off of him, and he just tapped his finger with his arms folded, leaned against the wall as he watched the cops work to get Dally out.