"The fuck I can't," Ichigo spluttered. "That's Inoue in there with him."
"Yeah, and?"
"But he -- he --"
"They could be discussing flower arranging."
"With the lights out?"
"I thought you were busy this evening."
"Yeah. Rukia wanted me to go round and discuss flower arranging."
"Look, in Seireitai, if a lady says she's discussing flower arranging, you don't ask questions."
Ichigo frowned, realisation slowly dawning.
"How many flower arranging invitations you had so far?"
"Fifteen," Ichigo admitted in a very small voice.
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