And so. Awkward silence. She has to break it.

"Look, um, do you want to go get breakfast? I think it'll be easier to talk a bit over some food, and maybe work out what was going on."

She grabs a few random items of clothing from her wardrobe as she say, "I'm going to go get, er, dressed. I think your clothes are all on the floor there. Oh, and on the dresser. And under the bed. Er... hanging off the light, too."