She has the page open to the discovery of the DNA molecule. The twisted ladder structure very familiar to her.

"Bruce..." she tries it to be sure it would be alright. "I'm Elizabeth....or Betty."

She sets the book down on the desk, opening a drawer to be sure there were pens handy if she should need one. "I am well versed in arithmetic, but only basic grammar for English." Hopefully that wouldn't reflect badly on her, she had always been more partial to the sciences.