Unexpected Guests with Props

Is that a knock at the door? You're not expecting anyone so you ignore it and keep playing online poker.
After a few moments you hear the knock again on your front door. The door bell rings. You start to get annoyed but you don't want to be bothered so you keep playing.
Distracted, you lose the hand. Your heart rate is increasing but you try to concentrate. You don't want to let your game slip.
Your door bell rings again.
You pause your game and go to chase off the person on your stoop. You yank the door open and suck in a large breath of air, preparing to yell but you see that no one is there. You spit off the side of your steps and slam the door. Once you are back at your computer you start your game. You're winning. You think your opponent is bluffing so you raise your wager. He raises his.
You hear another knock, this time at the window. It causes you to jump and click your poker window closed, losing you the game.
You go to your window and pull the shades up. There is a woman standing in the dusting of snow. She has long, dark hair curling under her red hat, with dark shining eyes peeking out at you. Her posture suggests a coyness that her attire denies. She is wearing long black boots, tight leather pants and a short coat. She is holding a briefcase with one hand and her other hand is behind her back.
You stare at her and she looks back, making no moves.