It was one of those days where she was lounging at the Mansion again, craving company of some sort. Roxie felt lonely after her break-up with Vincent, that much was true, but she also wasn't looking to get back into any of that with anyone right now.

She still had a lot of things to figure out.

Still, she'd spent the day at the Mansion, clearing the fridge clean out of any baked goods that Jarvis might have stock-piled in there.

There was a Roxie-sized dent in the red wine as well, though Roxie herself wasn't drunk. It took a lot more than that to get the demi-goddess wasted.

She was the first to the door after she heard it knock. Not at all carefully - after all, the voice on the other end was looking for Bruce, so how dangerous could whoever was on the other side be? - she swung open the door, and blinked.

Staring back at her was a face she hadn't seen in a very long time.

"Joe?"