Anna smiled at him and sat down, gently putting her hand on his arm. "Perfect as always," She said in a simple, loving tone. She had found it getting to be harder and harder going between Anna and Andrew as she wanted to stay Anna, because of him. As Andrew she couldn't look at him like this, she couldn't kiss him or cuddle into his arms. More and more of her was waiting for the war to end, she wanted to go home with him, show him off to her family and spend the nights curled up in his arms. At least she had some family that knew the truth about her, what she was doing and they supported her. 

Once Tom sat as well he reached out and place her hand over his. "We need to go out on dates more often." She had to raise her voice a little to be heard over the music and chattering of happy people. "I don't get to be myself often enough." No one else would understand what the true meaning behind those words were, but she knew Tom would. She liked dressing up for him and giving him something to look forward to when they got home. There was her own joy in it as well, she looked forward to settling down and having a family with him. Under the table she let a leg slowly slide up and down along his. They wouldn't get stares here, no one would question a soldier with a girl, even though they probably suspected she wasn't his fiancee but simply a call girl, she didn't care though, let them think what they wanted.