She doesn't need help, per se

"Who said anything about help?" Dorothea chuckled, sexily sauntering over to the couch and taking a seat. "I just wanted to talk to the hypnotist who Edie spoke so highly about...and I have to say I'm not disappointed."

"MIss Arnault," Henry said. "Let's keep this strictly professional. If you don't need my services..."

"Wait!" Dorothea said. "I, um, do need your help. Yeah, really badly."

"Oh yeah," Henry asked, knowing she was just making an excuse. "And what, pray tell, do you need help with?"

"It's, um, well, it's....private," Dorothea said. "Yeah, real private."

"I can't help you if you don't tell me what it is," Henry said, watching Dorothea squirm.