You patted the cook's head softly, to help her ease her nerves, hopefully, until you heard what the woman in your stomach said.
You ask if she's going to be putting it on again, so you won’t need to worry about it in your stomach.
She says she can, but she really doesn’t want to. Once she puts it back on, she may never be able to take it off again. She says she’ll leave it up to you. What do you want to do?