"I don't mind helping... just let me help." Once again it was the fixer gene within her, she never left something halfway done. If you start something you must finish it and complete the job, one hundred percent. But when he began to excuse himself she continued to try and right the situation, "well okay..." She wiped her hand upon a dry napkin and extended it to him, "I'm Beth and whenever I can buy you a new meal I'd really like to... I'm really sorry once again." She smiled, wishing for forgiveness, wishing to understand who he was and why he had vanished partially at the beginning of their meeeting, but she dare not ask, it wouldn't be the proper thing.