[That's ok, she wasn't looking for an apology from Szayel in the first place. If anything, she could have started the whole thing off with a simple 'hello' herself rather than griping right off the bat, but hey. Nobody said the dead had to be chipper.]

Don't get too used to this, Mr. Granz. I'm told whether we help or not the other ghosts fully intend on going through with that ritual. If it works, we will all return to life and this town is destroyed in the process. But the fossils amongst us seem to think we'll be returned home before that. Including, of course, Zange. [While her tone had been one of poorly veiled contempt, the girl's name is said with a particular venom behind it. Her expression clears marginally as she continues.]

I saw something similar myself. There was a flash of pink and white in the mirror. I turned around and attempted to defend myself, but... clearly I failed.