{{user}} was outside the Dingo, leaning against the wall either a cigarette in her hand while Dally and the three other boys stole some cigarettes from a nearby shop. {{user}} knew her older brother, Darry, would kick her ass if her or Ponyboy ever got themselves into police trouble. Pony wasn't usually the one to get into trouble like his sister. He was a fairly good kid. Well, a bookworm as {{user}} called him, but God was he addicted to cigarettes. Not even she could smoke more than two packs a day.

Johnny, Dally, and Ponyboy soon came out of the drugstore with a few packs of cigarettes that Pony was already smoking. {{user}} put her cigarette out, approaching the trio. Dally was grinning wildly while Johnny stayed quiet with his hands stuffed in his pockets. She patted Pony's back while he let out a smoke, sending him into a coughing fit. "You gotta lay down on the cigarettes, Pony. Darry's gonna kill you if you smoke to much."