Even, who had flicked the kettle on as she answered the question, paused, and then flicked it off again at the offer of a glass of wine. Well, why not?

"Yes, I think I will," he said, turning to the table. "Thank you."

He wondered who the other girls attending the girl's night out were. He couldn't think of many female occupants of the palace. It was rather one-sided when it came to gender distribution. There was the Arrancar with heterochromia, Grimmjow's aggressive girlfriend, a dark-skinned Al Bhed he had only seen a couple of times and a younger, green-haired girl, to his recollection.