Send for some new clothes?

“We’ll have to send someone for clothes,” you tell Doe. “We’ll send my secretary Ashley, er, Miss Sloan to your flat to pick up something.”

“Why can’t you go?” Doe asks.

“You want to be left alone like…this? If we send Miss Sloan, I can stay here with you and make sure nobody walks in. Doe, there’s no lock on the door.”

Doe considers the options. She sniffs again, still emotional over what’s happened. Perhaps she doesn’t want you around her right now, despite you having made some attempt at amends.

“Come on, Doe, what’s it going to be?”