After producing a pistol from behind her back, the chick said "Put your hands up and slowly toss your wallet on the bed." To which I replied, I don't have a wallet. She then approached me, lowered the pistol and reached for my pocket. Seeing the opportunity, I quickly disarmed her and made my escape with her pistol.
This is why I never take my wallet into a meeting. You never know who is waiting for you on the other side of the door, ready to commit a felonious act on an unsuspecting trick.