As the night grew colder, and the wind began to pick up, all the greasers agreed that maybe it was time to head on home.
"Well, are you going to tell him, or should I?" Ponyboy whispered, the two walking at a slower pace down the concrete sidewalk, the rest of the gang walking a few paces in front of them.
"I will Pone—just..." Johnny trailed off. Looking straight ahead, he suddenly piped up. "Darry..." Silence followed. "Darry..." he called a bit louder. "I've decided to...ummm... date your younger, adopted sister, Anna" Darry said nothing to the 16-year-old lad until they reached the Curtis's homestead, then he simply sighed and said.
"Look, Johnny, you're a good kid—but what makes you think..."
"Please...Darry" looking into Darry's big, ice-cold eyes.
"Hmmm, oh alright..." Darry's heart couldn't help but melt at the sight of Johnny's big old puppy dog eyes.
"Cool" Johnny replied, trying to mask a smile.
