Ponyboy and Johnny were poking around the wrong side of town. No Socs could compare to these guys. Real gang members, real tough people who would kill without batting their eyes. Johnny and Pony went to a bar and apparently had a tab of real harsh drinks. They've only ordered Pepsi and Dr pepper. When they tried to deny it, shit went down. They got beat, before being shoved into a van. They were driven out far outside of Tulsa, into the next city even. They were both dragged into the bar, and they took Johnny's switchblade. There was this person on the bar stage, playing a small tune with a whiney voice, and there were some other people on the stage, one on drums and the other on bass. Other than that, the bar was dead. The guys shoved Pony and Johnny closer, and Pony lost his footing and fell onto his knees. "Heyo, boss. These scummy greasers ain't paid their bills." One of the men spoke up.