Szayel wasn't even bothering to hide his contempt. Even though he had a smile on his face, there was malice in his eyes.

"Oh, I assure you, it was difficult to miss, seeing as it made the morning news," he replied, sounding more like he was conversing about the weather. "As far as the stated of your clothing..."

...and suddenly Szayel was on top of Luppi, a needle dripping with some kind of drug just bare centimeters from the other Espada's neck.

"I promise you that I will be taking care of them, among other things."