Agent's brow furrowed a bit at Reaper's nitpicking of her words.  She didn't mean "us" as in him and her, she meant us as in... well, the good guys.  She was glad part of her cheeks were covered by her domino styled black mask because if they weren't, anyone would easily be able to see she was blushing from embarrassment.  At least he didn't seem too upset, even if he might have been offended by Agent's novice mistake.

"You've seen us before?" Agent asked, gently placing the man down on the floor.  She supposed it didn't seem too outlandish to see her on the television, but what about Reaper?  "Wait, you've been following us?"

But that was nowhere near the end of their troubles, as Solomon pointed out.  Many of the men robbing the bank noticed the fight, whether it be because of Solomon's scream, the gunshots, or the grenades.  Several of them were shouting at the woman in the orange jumpsuit.  She turned around, momentarily ceasing her flame barrage on the vault door.  She shouted to them, indistinguishable to Agent and Reaper, "Keep taking all you can!  I'll take care of these idiots."  The robbers nodded and continued to fill their bags with money.

"You two!" she shouted to two much more heavily armored than the previous guards, "Guard the front door and make sure none of them get past.  Go through the back exit so they won't see you."

The guards, who looked much more like steroid-filled juggernauts, nodded and made their way to the back, ready to get out.  The flame woman chuckled and looked back at the vigilantes in front.  For the most part, she was hidden by the cracked door leading to the vault room.  The woman shook her head.  This was going to be much too easy.  One had no powers, the other had no ranged attacks, and the last could only yell at her.  Was she supposed to be afraid?

The woman walked out of the vault room and headed to the front where the three were.  "Well," she said, holding her hands up mockingly, "I'm ready for you to take me away."  She let a sly smirk form on her lips.  If anyone were to make any sort of movement to her, flames would fly out of her palms immediately.