Grimmjow shrugs his shoulders almost lazily. "Broccoli, I think? An' hell if I know. Ichigo just stuck it in front of me an' made me eat it," he wrinkled his nose. "Stupid jerk." Ichigo had not forced him, exactly. But there had been some level of bribery involved, and he'd definitely tried putting a little chocolate on one of them. It had not been a great decision.