[ he looks good. objectively knowing urahara is handsome probably dulled the surprise of seeing him in formal clothing and, at least, gin can admit to being pleased with the outfit of choice. she looks up and down double-checking the fit, stepping close enough to tug at the edge of a sleeve to straighten it.

gin smiles. ] You sound so very excited. [ for her part, she's also in a suit, her hair pinned up in the usual spikey style she uses for work, the mask she will don in a moment or two tucked in her pocket. ]

Thank you for coming with me tonight. I know it's a work thing but-[ gin waves a hand. ] I prefer not going alone if I don't have to.