Apologize and be really polite

"I think I behaved poorly last night" you say.

She looks surprised.

"Thank you for putting so much effort into my food. I appreciate it."

Beans blushes. "Well, I didn't work that hard on it. Thank you Mr. Doe."

You pick up the toast sandwich. It doesn't taste bad. You think she put salt and pepper on it, because you can taste them faintly. Overall, it is very bland.

"Thank you for breakfast. May I ask for your name?"

"You may."

You pause for a moment.

"What is your name?"

"Scarlett Beans."

"A very beautiful name. You remind me a lot of Scarlett Johansson, but with better taste in tea. By the way, I really like the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, and is Bob Dylan British?"

"Bob Dylan is American."

"I just like the Beatles and the Rolling Stones. Proper music from a great island."

"Thank you. That means a lot. Most people have never heard of them."

"And I hate Benjamin Franklin. Really, really don't like Benjamin Franklin. Or Hitler. He's terrible."

Scarlett unbuttons her uniform, revealing her breasts straining in her large white bra. It contrasts with her tanned, orange skin. "Today, I'm scheduled with you for a groping and modelling. But it is my medical opinion as a nurse that you might benefit from alternative stimulation, or perhaps full sex."