Reminds me of an adventure in New York, well Jersey City to be accurate. Arranged for a WG to visit me at my hotel and met her at the entrance. Very impressed, young, American, pretty, looking forward to good time. The lift was quite busy including a bloke with his rather large dog. They got off ahead of us at the same floor and we followed them down the corridor. They had carried on beyond my room but when I opened the door, the bloody dog shot back into my room, followed by the bloke - he was middle aged but a bit scruffy looking and out of place in quite a decent hotel - I'm not saying he was a vagrant but you wouldn't have been surprised. Anyway the girl and I stood opened mouthed at the open door at which point the bloke tried to shut the door behind him shouting at us to get out of his room. I managed to push it open and got myself into the room. Now the dog was pretty big and I don't like them so this could have turned nasty - part of me was thinking are they in cahoots with the girl to rob me. To her credit she said quickly I'll go for help - but I didn't know if I'd see her again - wouldn't have blamed her for legging it. Anyway I tried to reason with the guy that it was my room, I had the key card for it and he should leave. He stuck his hand in his jacket and made as if he had a gun but I was pretty sure he was bluffing and luckily the dog was pretty docile despite its size. A few people walked passed the room whilst the stand off was going on and did nothing. We faced off for what seems like 5 mins but was probably shorter and then, as suddenly as it started , he just said oh sorry my mistake and left taking dog with him. Minutes later the girl returned with hotel security and I directed them down the corridor. She came in and we sat down in a heap just laughing. At first she had thought I was in cahoots with the bloke and it was some bizarre 3 some with a dog. I told her my fear and we just laughed some more. Anyway a few drinks from the mini bar calmed us down and we had a great two hours together.