[ Ashton is walking around the floor, his shoulders pinched, a mask on his face, and his red hood pulled low over his face.
It's not that he's embarrassed to be seen, or anything -- after all, the "dress" is no stranger than his usual outfit... but something about wearing that bright red in a crowd like this just makes him so uneasy.
He's carefully swinging a basket filled with flower wreaths from his right hand, and trying to watch where he's going but... he might not always be that lucky. ]