She could tell that the smile was forced, and completely understood. If she had just arrived and found out that Isaac was seeing someone different, then Allison would have been upset and hurt, so she knew how he felt. Squeezing his hand softly, when his eyes fell, Allison kept her own gaze on him.
"What do you think of it? France, I mean." Nervously, one of her hands reached out to steal a fry from his plate so that she'd have something to nibble on and distract herself.