Separation

The one photo has an ancient, bluish car. It's parked outside a diner, and the radiant sunlight added up to the mood. This must be lunchtime. He's mesmerized by the logo of the Kelly's Diner, and he pursed his lips. Flapping the next photo, he dreaded the statements on each. 

The second photo overlooked the convenience store, and no one was dining in at the table in front. Sean observed the people lining up the queue, but it's blurred. He snickered. It was the nearest store at the studios, right at the corner of a narrow street by the highway. 

"So what would the caption of this store would go?" He curled up at the corners of his lips. A smile crept up since early this morning. He bet it's the first time. Sean flipped the photos over to the next one.