Grampa stands outside a brown building with blue-paned windows, holding a blue foil-wrapped item and gesturing with it while peering toward the window

What happens

Grampa, the wrinkled old man with white tufts of hair, stands outside a brown building with blue-paned windows, holding a blue foil-wrapped item and gesturing with it while peering toward the window. He holds the packet up near his face, then to his mouth, then back out toward the window. In the last moment he stares toward a window display at Venus Bridal Salon, where a blue-haired woman in a white wedding dress stands beside a man in a blue shirt amid mannequins in gowns and potted plants, with a sign reading 'Venus Bridal Salon, Not Affiliated with the Planet Venus' above it.

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