"M-middle school?!" Momo exclaimed she herself hadn't much of an idea of what each school grade meant outside of the fact that Hitsugaya supposedly resembled an elementary schooler here, while middle school was probably not that much older. "But I'm not sure I'd be comfortable putting on make up, besides I doubt it'd help much anyway, I mean you barely use any and no one calls you a little kid." she grumbled to herself pausing when she noticed the brief moment of sullen solemnity from Rangiku before suddenly catching her striking a catcaller with a pebble. "N-nice one." Momo muttered supposing to drop any questions of Rangiku being okay, after all she still seemed okay. After a few more blocks the ramen shop came into their sights.

"Getting to strike douchebags like that is part of the fun of getting all dressed up." She says with a grin, looking at her curiously as she sounds a little off. Maybe she really was nervous about make up? "Oh come on girl, every woman should know at least a little about make-up. And the trick is to make it look like you're wearing way less make-up than you actually are, your cute little face would probably need less than mine." She says, smiling warmly and taking mental notes of what products she could remember that might suit her best. She was planning to drag her on a shopping spree anyways.
"Ah, perfect, lugging these things around was getting me hungry." She says as she enters, takign a seat quickly. "An extra large beef miso ramen please~!" She calls out her order.

"Y-you mean it?" Momo blushed at the compliment on her face while she followed Rangiku inside. "Um I'll have Chicken Shoyu ramen." she mumbled her order while taking a seat besides Rangiku. "I suppose we could afford to go on a spree or two..." she figured they weren't exactly on red alert duty and thus could take it a little easier than usual with this mission, so why not let Rangiku indulge a little?

"Give her some extra chicken to pwease mister~" Rangiku chimes in, positive she'd get her way without any extra charge. "You need some more meat on your bones girl, with a beefier diet you could probably get big enough that I could get you a training bra after the make-up tomorrow." She says teasingly. "Middle school is around when most girls need to start borrowing their sisters old bras after all~ We can even get you a padded one and you can show off in front of that cold pipsqueak."

"Hey I-I'm-I'm not that flat." Momo pouted folding her arms over her chest defensively while the buxom of the two roasted her. "Besides, Rangiku-san you're a special case, not everybody's gonna be as big as you." she pouted content that she may not grow as large as Rangiku when it came to the chest department.

When there food finally arrived prepared they noticed that not only did Momo get that extra meat Rangiku had sneakily ordered in, but they also received a complimentary bottle of sake to split. "How do you do it?" Momo pouted seeing how Rangiku's flirting got her stellar results.

"Oh I know, but if you actually wore a bra instead of wrapping your chest so would everyone else. Those old shinigami traditions are the death of modern beauty." She says, well aware that she had more going on there than it seemed from when they visited a hot spring last deployment.

The buxom woman grins as their food arrives, smiling extra wide over the bottle of sake. "Thank you mister, I'll be sure to tell my friends~" She says to the shop owner, who nods nervously and runs off to the back, presumably to clean up a nosebleed. "It's really quite easy, a little make-up and some fat in the right places is enough to fool most men." She says, pouring herself a cup of sake before slurping up some noodles. She pauses momentarily, a certain image flashing past her mind with 'most men' reverberating over it, quickly chasing it away with a sip of rice wine. "Oooh, this isn't the cheap stuff either, how generous!"

"Yeah but aren't you embarrassed when you do that baby talk to him?" Momo asked it really didn't make much sense to her to put all that work into looking mature and then talking like a baby when you wanted men to become putty like that, it seemed counter productive to the shorter girl as she slurped up her noodles pausing every now and then to catch Rangiku lost in her thoughts. "Um, Rangiku-san?" she muttered wondering if it might be a good idea to try breaching the subject after seeing Rangiku's staring into space.

"Hm? Oh, sorry, just wondering what kind this is." She says dismissively as she picks up the sake, looking for a label. "And I'm not embarrassed about it, I feel more embarrassed for the men then anything. It's so easy most of them, I talk to them all childishly because I don't know if theiw wittle brains could handle much more." She says, pausing to slurp up her noodles then sighing. "That's why if you get the chance girls are so much better. Far less of them are numskulls that will leave on you or something, and can actually hold a conversation." She says, not realizing that she might have just dropped a small bombshell. Her sexuality had been on her mind every now and then since then, and she came to a few conclusions quite easily, though some of the factors might have been that she felt being close to a mans body would make her start.. Seeing things. "Ah, not that all men are that way or something, there's still plenty worth fucking even if none of them are here." She says, her cheeks a little pink as she drinks some more, the hearts breaking around her almost audible.

"I guess that makes a little more sense." Momo said giggling at Rangiku's rationalizing lightening the mood around them. Momo suddenly stopped laughing when she caught Rangiku's little slip. She slurped her soup a little more letting the buxom blonde finish her ranting before speaking up. "So um... Rangiku-san, you've only been with men? OR... erm..." Momo paused trying to remember the word for it. "Are you, well, bisexual?" she suddenly asked making sure to whisper so nobody trying to listen in would pick up and start to get fantasies.

"Yeah, totally. Just not sure which way I'm leaning more towards right now." She says with no hesitation , taking another drink of the sake. "I've been with my fair share of men and women, I'd say overall the experience has been about fifty fifty. It was easier to talk to the girls the morning after though, and be non-sexually romantic with sometimes." She says, setting down her bowl once it's empty, wiping her mouth with a napkin, unaware of all the people she just got imagining things with her small comments. "And my fair share of crazies on both sides." She mutters, stretching a bit. "You have to, right? You've been around a while, and women love the young looking girls, I'm sure you've expiremented." She says, looking at her expectantly.