Up until now, I'd only written dialogues between two persons. I'm not very sure if this dialogue is flowing smoothly. Is there anything I can do to improve its flow?
Specifically, I'm wondering whether the conversation feels authentic and whether it's clear.
It can be difficult to simulate the interactions of more than two people. Is it clear who's addressing who, and who's reacting to what? Is the reader able to follow all the characters throughout the entire piece? Do all the characters stay aware of both their companions?
So, I ask, does this feel like a realistic multi-person conversation? If not, where did I go wrong? I realize it's a short excerpt, but do your best.
Disclaimer: I'm not a native English speaker
The moon looked bigger than usual, like a planet that had just appeared in the sky. All that could be heard was the sound of the wind blowing. Giant waves were crashing against the rocks in the beach.
"I think the rooms are interesting," Tom said, adding more coal to the fire. "The walls have some sort of surrealist paintings on them."
Anny nodded and took a bite of her steak. "The only bad thing is that they don't have TV nor radio."
"That's what I like the most about the rooms," Adele said, with a little smile.
They remained silent for a moment, lost in their thoughts. Adele gazed up and spotted a plane. It looked like a slow motion shooting star. Her eyes followed it as it disappeared in the sky.
"You know," Tom said, holding his glass of beer. "Lately, I've been wondering if anything really belong to us in this world."
Adele looked at him with her lips slightly parted. "If anything really belong to us in this world?"
"Yeah," he said. "For example, let's say I have a girlfriend. She's always there when I need her, and I'm always there for her. But does she really belong to me? Or is it that she just had been temporally loaned to me?"
The wind became slightly stronger and the waves bigger. Adele turned her eyes back to the sky. Anna had finished her steak, and now was staring vacantly at the beach.
"And I wonder if it is the same with everything else," Tom said, putting the last steak on the grill.
"You know, if you were to give a motivational speech, half of your audience would commit suicide," Anny said, with a mocking tone.
"Sorry, sorry. They're just random thoughts," he said, moving the coal with a stick.
"I think there are some things that do belong to us," Adele said, watching the little sparks float up and disappear in the air. "Wouldn't life be sad if nothing did?"
"I guess you are right," he said.