Rosario gave a soft huff of amusement. "Hah, god no!" She said it, then she heard herself say it, then she mentally facepalmed as she registered the words that'd just left her mouth. Jesus. Fine-looking new neighbour implies he's interested in talking to her again and she hits him back with a god no? This was why she had such a shitty dating life. She could feel her cheeks pinkening as she stumbled on, "I mean— I, I'm not the most in the loop? You wanna talk to the abuelas, they where the gossip's at. My grandma knows more 'bout what's going in in the building than me."