Edit of image 1. Keep everything exactly the same: the same camera and framing, the same drawing style, the same sunny light, the same street, the three neighbours, and the woman at the café table with the small black cloud above her. Add only one thing: the man from image 2 (young, clean-shaven, copper-ginger hair standing straight up, frizzled and smoking, a smudge of soot on his cheek, long black overcoat, open white shirt, black trousers), holding a charred black rose stem in his right hand, his closed black umbrella under his left arm, standing on the sidewalk just left of the café table, between the lamppost and the table, facing the woman. He is seen full body, at the same scale as the other people. He has exactly two arms and two hands. No text, no letters.
