No, but not because of you.

Before you can answer, the door bursts inward, and a big, tall, balding guy with arms like baked hams rushes into the room, looking none too pleased about seeing you and Mrs Anderson in the same room buck naked.

Lila speaks up weakly, obviously caught off guard: "Hello, Jack."

"Jack? Jack is Mrs Anderson's HUSBAND's name!" You think to yourself, in a panic.

You could be in some deep shit.