Experience tells you that there must be some form of rationality for the unexplainable. But, there is not. Tabitha, whom hadn't spoken to you, and you hadn't told about your trip, is waiting for you on the other side of the turnstile. She tells you that there is a foosball table nearby that the two of you can play. Or, that you can skip directly over to brooklyn and get the transistor that the lab assistant requested back in town. you don't have to do what she says because you're not susceptable to her tricks.