"It's nice to be away from the pressure and the prying eyes of the security services." Ruth admits.
"What do you mean?" Harry asks. Once again Ruth has managed to confuse him.
"Oh, come on, Harry. You have a driver and I know there's a security detail that follows you around. At least when we're here or at your house we don't have to have people follow us." Ruth says teasingly.
"Alright, point taken, no need to rub it in. It is nice to be away from the pressures of the job, even if my mobile has to be on all the time." Harry cuts into his cannelloni and digs out a piece, the mozzarella cheese stretching high in the air. He can see Ruth giggling at his predicament. "Don't suppose you'd like to help me, would you?"
"Oh, but you're doing so well at dealing with it all on your own." Ruth teases Harry before she reaches out with her fork and twirls the cheese around the tangs of the fork. She continues to pour parmesan cheese on her pasta.
"You might be overdoing the cheese a little bit. It looks like a whole lot of cheese and a little bit of lasagne." Harry takes the shaker from Ruth.
"I like my lasagne with lots of cheese." Ruth says plainly.
"I'll have to remember that when I'm making dinner for you next time." Harry smiles at Ruth. "Do you like meat sauce or plain red sauce?"
"For lasagne I prefer meat sauce and I prefer red sauce over white. What about you? Do you like red sauce or white?" Ruth asks, pausing a bite of lasagne halfway to her mouth as she speaks.
"Usually red, although I do like a good white wine sauce as well." Harry says as he sips his wine.