Douglas gave the woman a dim glance but said nothing.  If she had not know, it was understanding considering that she was not from the area or even near this culture.  However, how she acted like it was the waiter's fault, that he had an issue with.   He had explained what it was typically made with.  So, obviously from his earlier response, it was known to him and others to have meat.  The waiter would not have known that she was unaware of what the dish was.  He took a sip, listening to see how things went on from there.

The waiter gave a confused expression.  "Did you not ask for the scotch quail's eggs, ma'am." 

Those were the only eggs that had been on the menu, so for her to ask other kinds of eggs would not be mistaken when she asked for the eggs.

"If they are not to your liking, I can change them for something else from the menu."  He continued figuring it had not been cooked enough or perhaps burned in some way.  He had dealt with finicky customers before and the best thing was to find if it could reasonably be fixed.