Try to figure this out

I turned to the woman who had just pissed herself. "What?"

"What did you do to me?" she asked.

I was stunned. This was the first time someone did not just accept my questions, and their answers as nothing that out of the ordinary. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I just said I'd rather piss myself than suck cock, and I just pissed myself. How did you do that?"

I swallowed and tried to wrap my head around this new development. "Would you rather discuss this later at 5:00 at that coffee shop across the street." I pointed to a small sidewalk cafe/coffee shop across the street from the park "Or would you rather discuss it at...uh..." I had not thought this out ahead of time, "discuss it at a frat house at 5:00."

"The coffee shop," said the woman. She started to walk off. She turned and looked at me. "You....I'll...um...." She groaned and walked off.

I shook my head. "Why did she not just accept it?" I mumbled. I walked up to the girl on the bench. I decided to take it easier with her and just try to some silly stuff.

"Excuse me, would you rather walk around for the rest of the day with your jeans at your ankles or would you rather walk around topless for the rest of the day?"

The girl puts down her book and stands up. "I guess my jeans." She undoes her jeans and pulls them to her ankles. She then pulls down her white t-shirt to try to cover her red panties.

"Would you rather spend the rest of the day with your panties wedged firmly up your ass, or would you rather spend the rest of the day with your shirts tucked into your panties?"

"That's tougher, she said. "I don't want my panties on display though." She gives herself a firm wedgie, wincing as she does so. She buttons her shirt and pulls it down as low a she could get it.

"OK, see ya."

"Um, OK," she says as she sits back down.

"Ok, she reacted like everyone else, but what was up with that woman?" I thought.