Just about how a confrontionalist would react to such a situation.
Reminds me of a show in Californication where Duchovny plays a temp writer professor, is screwing a student, a TA and the dean's wife. Class starts, and the 3 girls sit up front staring at him adoringly. They don't know about each other. Duchovny has to begin the class, and all he can do is scrawl on the blackboard, FUCK. Then the credits roll. Hollywood, though. In real life, it'd probably get ugly fast unless you regularly beat Casanova himself at poker every game.