I have a buddy in MD who was dating one of those prozac queens who likes to drink too.. (run Forest, run)
One night she mercs out. She gets her paws on one of his pistols, he disarms her and calls the police to have her removed from his home because she wouldn't leave on her own accord.
The county police show up.
The two of them GO OUTSIDE. Outside is KEY here.
He explains that she is drunk and he simply wants her off the premises. She runs her mouth like a contestant on the Jerry Springer show. Through cleverly crafted questioning the cops eventually learn that she pulled a gun on him.
They proceed to tell him that she is now under arrest and all of his guns need to be surrendered to them immediately FOR HIS PROTECTION.
Of course he refused, and demanded them to remove her from the premises.
If he had not gone outside there would have been nothing he could have done to stop them from stealing his guns.