When we were on the 48th St. side, before the police herded us into the pen, a woman came up to me after seeing the hot pink sign I was holding and said, "I'm glad to find you, there aren't many wearing pink." I pointed to the group on 6th Ave. and told her that was where Code Pink was. She still didn't get it that we weren't part of Code Pink and continued to stand near us. I didn't have the heart to tell her explicitly that we were countering their protest.
She probably couldn't even read your sign.