"Thanks for the concerne... Feeling really put at ease now..." Gideon muttered once the secretary hang the phone up, and ending the call himself, slipping the phone back in the right pocket of his trousers thereafter. Still not feeling he had felt when being followed, Gideon blew a small sigh. "Guess it's really gone..." He said to Franky, looking down to the ball. "What did you say happened to it? It... turned to goo?"