"You're not gonna!" exclaims Gooey, looking around the street nervously, seeing a fellow mon beginning to approach from the other end. "Look, just... Just trust me. You got no choice anyway, but trusting me is better than the alternative. Gonna get you off the st--" she pauses as she judges that the 'mon is in earshot, and instead straightens up and belches. "Sealed away!" she exclaims loudly, and begins to stride off with poor Andrea curled up inside.