It still unbalanced her, how readily Estella offered her favours. One of her scientific role models plucking her out of a crowd and taking her back to the research lab, inviting her to a private media event, practically encouraging Rosario to mine her connections— it was the kind of wish fulfilment fantasy Rosario might've secretly indulged in as a teenager, but all her experience and all her common sense told her that nothing came for free in the real world. In the real world, when somebody handed you a blank cheque, there was always something shady going on.
This didn't feel shady. Confusing, sure, but not... not in a creepy way. And she didn't know if that was her heart straining against logic toward the wish fulfilment of it all, but Rosario couldn't honestly believe that somebody who liked to imagine people as celestial bodies and started a podcast just so she had an excuse to talk to other astronomers more would be hanging out to screw over fellow space nerds.
Hell, maybe tonight really was her way of making an overture of friendship. It wasn't like Rosario had a huge sample size of friendships to compare it with.
Rosario took the card. "I'd like that," she admitted.