When he looked at the elder woman. No... correction, the head of the Moreno family, all he saw was aged experience. The air that drifted from her was a type of authority that was absolute; and in all honesty, it made Carlisle envious. While she spoke to everyone, the ears of the intimidating men around them were solely on her. He had felt then, that more than anything else, he wanted to be seated where she was. To be recognized not as a wimp but a person of strength. 

Two sudden voices drug him out of his thoughts. Looking around for confirmation of what was going on, he was ready to ask her what she had said when she had addressed them. Object? were they really defying her? well maybe her rule wasn't as absolute as he had thought. He turned his side to the duo that had spoken out, a rather bland expression on his face. It didn't seem like too many people had cared about their objection, which meant in the end, they were extremely weak. 

When he turned around to look at Brenda, he physically winced at the malice in her eyes. [i]Woah, what the hell crawled up her panties?[/i]

Pouting his lips comically and waving a single hand back and forth in front of him, Carlisle said. "Eh, I guess I don't mind beating them up. Its isn't like their invading my turf or anything but teaching them a lesson should be fun," He chuckled.