[Badou looks a little green just thinking about continuing this circus show. He wonders if in another life he could have just done cartwheels on tightropes instead.

But his balance is shit so he decides, oh well, in Soul Society at least he'll get an office. He makes the sign of his cross shakily across his chest and whimpers.]

You owe me a fuckin' office and you're gonna kick your captain in the dick if we die....use the reverse, the little R on there. See it with those shitty beady eyes of yours?