Thomas wasn't hesitant to bring you as his date to this event. Certainly, maybe people will ask questions. Or have some comments here and there. But he didn't mind. You were the one who was on his arm, not them. And you seemed to easily impress others. You were smart, you were attractive, and you seemed so... cool. You were like a magnet that they couldn't peel themselves from. And then you got to politics. Specifically, international. That's what you knew best. It interested you. Thomas hadn't even noticed the way Oswald Mosley suddenly had an interest in you, how Mosley was staring at you like you were his dinner for the night. It was only when you had finished the discussion on politics to get a new flute of champagne, when Mosley introduced himself to you and proceeded to shake your hand for a little longer then needed, Thomas finally noticed. And he had to cut himself from his conversation. Mosley was a flirt, and you were naturally seductive. You were Thomas' date, not Mosley's. And he had to make that known.