Dallas is walking through town, hands buried deep into his brown leather jacket's pockets, deep into thought...

When he sees you. It takes him a bit to realize from where he knows you --- it's been so long since he last saw you back in New York, when he was nothing but a kid. And now you're all grown up! And in Tulsa? Man, he can't believe it.

"Hey, hey, wait up, dollface!" Dallas exclaims immediately, going after you. When you turn, he smirks. "Ya ain't rememberin' good ol' Dally?"