"Bank robbery," Clark replied, glancing over at Max as she entered the room. "It could have been worse." He was glad that it hadn't been. Clark wasn't a big fan of violence in general. But considering his line of work, he knew that it was in fact very necessary in certain causes. Criminals harassing people for money happened to be one of them. Fortunately he didn't have to do much. They were usually very quick to give up when they stumbled upon the realization that bullets did not work as well on him as they would the average person.
He observed everyone as they entered, taking in faces -- some he knew, others he didn't -- and memorizing names. When the younger version of himself arrived, he offered him an amused sort of look before opening his mouth and introducing himself as well.
"I'm the older Clark," he added. "They call me Superman here, but as Clark stated, I'm originally from the planet Krypton. I was given the name Kal-El." He glanced over at Oliver. The Green Arrow. Interesting. "I agree. We should work together to help these people as much as we can."