Jojo's face grew hot and red as Rangiku turned to question her. To alleviate herself a little she scarfed down the remainder of her ramen giving a deep exhale after gulping down the broth. After another few seconds of silence she muttered "well maybe one..or two...or one." She blushed not having the same kind of experience in the bedroom that Rangiku has.

"Eh? Really? That few?"She asks, looking at her curiously then giggling a little. "What an innocent young thing, are you sure you aren't lying about how old you are?" She says teasingly, gulping down the rest of the sake greedily, licking her lips afterwards. "Ah, don't think I'm coming onto you or anything, my taste is for ladies with a little something to hold." She says, groping her.

"Aieee Hey!" Momo swatted Rangiku's hands away. "Well y-you're not exactly my type either." she pouted moving to grab her purse to pay figuring they were done at this stop and Rangiku had likely wanted to move on to a bar or some place with a more extensive selection of alcohol. "I'm sure dealing with you after a hungover is misery in and of itself." she quipped.