[the door swung open quickly on an irritated Quincy.] - I heard you. Stop pounding. You're going to dent the door, idiot. Come inside.

[he steps out of the way to allow the shinigami in. It's a relatively sparse loft apartment - he's only recently moved in and hasn't had time to furnish it. But there are places to sit, and the kitchen is fully stocked - as evidence by the pot of tea he has boiling. Uryuu crosses to it on bare feet after shutting the door, shoving his glasses back into place.] Tch, if you get me a noise complaint with the neighbors I'm going to make you apologize to them, Kurosaki...