Tayuya curled her upper lip and sneered. "It's fucking sappy is what it is."

She had no time for stupid sentimental bullshit like that. And there the berserker was, pretending to be a badass right now, smirking at Grimmjow as if he was in a cocky bastard-off with him. Grimmjow, in her totally unbiased opinion, was winning.

"Quit your dick waving," she shouted at them both, "we're hungry."