Instead she got Gideon, thumbs hooked into his belt, looking toward the tractor garage as if Gabriel would come walking out so he could give him some warning looks. Above being an important part of the community and supplying the town with most of its unimported food sources, Madge was a good friend and he didn't trust this whole set up. He spotted her with the can and started walking her way. "Hey good lookin'," He smirked as he approached. "Whatcha got cookin'?"