[i]Ophelia's phone buzzed and she looked down to see a response finally from Jax. [color=00a651]"Sorry, met a friend. Be home soon."[/color] Ophelia raised her eyebrows at the text, curious who Jax might had run into. [color=6ecff6]"I'm not sure the fact you have money will sway her either way. I mean yes, it's not something we have readily available to us. But that just taught us to work harder for what we do have."[/color] She smiled softly, then her head turned to the door as it opened. 

Jax's voice was lighthearted and she spoke while entering the house, [color=00a651]"I’m home. Also I hope you don’t mind. I brought home a stray."[/color] Ophelia's attention shifted from Jax's face to the person standing behind her, realizing it was Roxas she was talking about. Her eyes narrowed slightly and she stood from the chair, moving toward them quickly. She looked at Jax and then to Roxas again before grabbing the bag from Roxas's hand, leaning up and kissing him, and bringing it to the kitchen. She placed it on the counter and grabbed four small plates, serving the pie to each them with the ice cream, glad it was still [u]somewhat[/u] warm. 

[color=6ecff6]"What are you doing here?"[/color] She asked the question mostly to Roxas, though left it so Jax could answer as well. As far as she knew, Jax hated him. So why was she suddenly having him over to their house? This was just confusing.  [/i]