"It's not so much the coat as the man wearing it," she says as she looks back at him with a soft smile. "Although the coat's nice too."

When they get to her room, she doesn't bother with the light as she walks them over to her bed and lets go of his hand. She's thankful her room is mostly clean. There's no dirty knickers on the floor and only a couple errant pieces of clothing laid over a chair in the corner.

"Make yourself comfortable. I just need to use the loo."