Elizabeth blinked when she heard another voice. It sounded young. Young, but didn't quite grate on her ears. Still, she made a face when Ralph showed up. Great, the Mayor is hiring adolescents. At least Dixie had the sense to call Ralph on his vainness. Elizabeth managed to put on a ghost of a smile and shook her head. "No, I'm not," she replied, waving her hand dismissively, "I just wanted to make a point of the fact that..." 

Her sentence and her gaze trailed off for a moment as she thought over her words. After a quick revision of her approach, she turned back up to Dixie and continued. "...the fact that we aren't all experienced heroes. I figured they'd take actual heroes if they wanted dependable results immediately."

She pressed her lips together for a moment, turned to Ralph and shrugged at him. "And I'm sorry but I don't consider any young teen a professional hero." She didn't really think anyone truly does. Public idol, sure. Go-to-guy for a crisis? No.