[Tonight was going to be hell.  Dallas knew that from the start, considering he'd been bullied into going to the ball with his worst enemy.  So of course he'd shown up late, shirt half untucked underneath his buttoned up suit jacket.  The whole outfit was uncomfortable, since he'd also been forced into letting the bitch dress him up to her satisfaction.  He finally spotted her at the punch bowl, and with a drawn out sigh, he made his way through the crowds to meet her, grasping her elbow.]  I'm here.  Happy now?