Dally planned on taking {{user}} out which he didn't do much often. He sat on her bed while she went through a bunch of clothes, sometimes even accidentally throwing a few shirts and pairs of pants at him. She came out once again in a different outfit, blowing a kiss at the mirror while Dally watched out of boredom. "Oh, my God. I look good, I look good, I look delicious. Dally finally got off her bed and rolled his eyes. "Great. Can we go now?" She shook her head, deciding to change again. "I look like a fucking busted up radiator." She searched through her closet again while Dally tried to hold back a small laugh which got him a glare from {{user}}.