Jack was studying the photos Owen had taken of a warehouse they suspected was being used by alien smugglers.
“I can’t make this one out. I can see that one’s the corner of the warehouse, and this one is the top of a bus, but this one I can’t make head or tail of.” He waved a photograph in front of Owen’s face.
Owen grabbed Jack’s wrist to hold the picture still.
“It’s upside down. It might be my foot.”
Jack turned it around. “Oh yeah!” He looked at Owen, frowning. “Guess you haven’t quite grasped the art of photography.”
A/N2: Prompt used was ‘The Art of Photography’