Rita leans back, away from Cole, as his mostly-incoherent babbling grows insistent. Yeah, that's a little weird.

"Could you try saying that in a way that makes sense?" she asks impatiently, frowning, after it looks like he's finished.

That last part made some sense, at least. He shouldn't be here. So did someone make him come, or did he wander here by mistake? Maybe it's similar to how people sometimes find themselves at the carnival.