[Thanks to Clow, Grimmjow's back in his normal clothes. Unfortunately he made the mistake of going down to the lobby where he was mauled by not one, but two squirrels. With one laying somewhere on the floor dead, the Espada is holding the other against a wall with a popsicle stick to its throat.]
Gimme the fucking cashews and you live, fuzz-nuts.
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