Well, it seems like Simon must have pissed off some minor deity by the look of things as he approached the mask table. Only two left, and they were completely unsuitable for someone like himself. He spotted the dancing girl from before, but only gave her a cursory nod. "So this is all that's left? I guess today is my lucky day." he says sarcastically, reaching for one of them. It really didn't matter at this point which one he chose, so he just takes the closest one.