Yes, reluctantly

"They're not into slavery when this happened!" Doe says.

"Are you really sure? How about saying 'house help' instead?" You insist.

Doe ignores you as you approach the the door. You notice an embedded design above the door shaped like an inverted triangle and wonder what it stands for. "Where's the knocker?" Doe asks.

"I sure would like to see some knockers," you say, glancing at Doe's chest. Her high-collar winter coat is unbuttoned at the top and the expanse of her breasts are showing through the opening.

She realizes your double meaning and fumbles with the buttons.

"Here, let me help you," you volunteer. As your fingers accidentally brush against her bare skin, you ask, "You mean, you're not wearing anything under that coat? I'd be happy to keep you warm if you'll let me!"

"I didn't realize this was how they wore their coats!" She answers with a slight shiver, ignoring your side comment.

"It's possible that you're cast in the role of someone who has just enough to buy a winter coat and nothing more!" You suggest.

"So if I act as your wife, I might not look the part?" She says, eyeing your cap with ear muffs, your leather coat, and your long boots.

You nod and ask, "So would you pose as my err... house help?"

"Ok," she replies reluctantly.

You pound your fist on the door. You hear a woman's voice inside giving orders. A few minutes later, the door is opened.