"Not until I figure what the hell just came out of my mouth." G simply pulled back, and nudged the goop with his foot until a bit of white shows through, "Ah shit... a tooth... part of a tooth... fuck where's the rest of it?"

He starts trying to feel around his mouth for any remains of what might be hurting, when his attention is brought away from the lost tooth by a minion snapping a whip at him to make sure he remained with the group. And because G is a genius he retaliated by spitting the remainder of the tooth at the minion.

So after a good clock on the head, G turned around to follow his successor... wherever the fuck he wanted to go.