Cute little Muslim receptionist in Bukit Bintang offered to show me the room after some time chatting in reception. Second time she offered, I said "okay, if you don't mind". We went up into the second floor king room, then as I checked out the window view, she pushed the door mostly shut and stood close by me, giving me a longing look. The sexual tension spiked, but being a gentleman, I re-opened the door and we continued talking in the hallway. She said that she will be at reception tomorrow when I am ready to check in. If her goal was to make me forget about the other hotels offering rooms for the same price, she succeeded.
On the way back I smacked a dude with a twig for riding his motorbike on the sidewalk, so he got mad, jumped off his bike, grabbed it from my hand and smacked me back before lecturing me "WHO GAVE YOU AUTHORITY TO HIT PEOPLE? YOU DO NOT HIT PEOPLE!!!"
JFL, Malaysia