On the other side of the fence...
I went to see a girl in Croydon last year. Good communications, including talking me down to the door of the flat (quite hard to find as it was round the back above some shops), then a vision of hotness when she opened the door.
I was really excited when I got out of the shower and then ........ pfffffffff ....... although she had the greatest body and a beautiful face, she just wouldn't talk to me. Not through lack of English, she was fluent enough when giving directions. And the service was fine, good OWO etc. etc. but I found her coldness so unnerving that I called a halt after 1/2 an hour and left.
She was the absolute embodiment of the detached WG.