The rest of the vodka in his glass disappeared, down the hatch, and Grimmjow poured himself another glass. "They got that in Kyoto? Never really saw makeup under girls' eyes when I was over in Tokyo." Granted, he had seen a lot of weird styles, but that hadn't been one of them.

Another swig of vodka disappeared as he remembered sitting through three agonizing sessions of tattooing for the jawbone. The ones under his eyes hadn't been as bad as the one on his face. "Bout three days is how long it took. Hours of sittin' in a chair. After the first time, I just got wasted before I came in."