Now that Haley was in town, Dally had to file another restraining order. 

A couple months later, he walked into his bedroom to get some rest and threw himself on the bed.

"HI DALLY-WALLY!" 

Dally bolted straight up and saw none other than Haley Craig sticking her head out of the closet.

"GUESS WHAT! THE 380 DAYS ARE UP!"

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY CLOSET?!?!?!?"

"Trust me. I've been in weirder places." Haley said, sitting down next to him on the bed.

"Like sneaking into juvie in the middle of the night to lick my hair or digging my old clothes out of the trash and wearing them? Shit like that's just not okay."

"Ugh!" She rolls her eyes. "You sound like my parents. And the fuzz. And the judge. And your buddies."

"GET OUT!!!!!!!!!!"

"You're so cute, Dally-Wally!" Haley pinches his cheek.

Dally kicks her to the floor. "Only my grandma can do that! Now GET OUT!!!!!!!!"

"Okay. Bye!" Haley says, walking out and blowing the blond kisses.