She raised her head, and carefully opened her eyes again, staring directly into the orange glow radiating through the thick glass.

Hey, don't take it personally. I was only messing around.

The other saw Mama-san; ‘She’s apples, Frank! We don't have to go any further. Here's Mama-sa’ waiting to turn it on for us! Konichiwa, Mama-san,’ he said enticingly.

Unless the daughter was in on it, it's remarkable douchebaggery.