I was in the late great state of Michigan, and we were both sitting on the sofa. She arrived at our rendezvous spot a lot earlier than she was supposed to.
She pulled a knife on me when she sat down on the sofa with me. Her boyfriend (and her five kids from another relationship) found out about me, she said.
And I grabbed her wrist and told her to put the knife back (into her purse where she got it from). She did so for a moment, but then pulled the knife on me again. And again I had to grab her wrist and guide her hand to put the knife back.