I wouldn't have had any idea what such a phrase could possibly mean except for the food court where I work. See, there's three stations, stands, uh, whatchemacallits [the marketing folks surely have a nifty term for them] all lined up behind a counter: Subway, Chick-fil-A, and something called Target Grill (which apparently means cold stuff you wouldn't have wanted when it was fresh). Once, when I got to the cashier at the end of the row, I looked at the condiment stand and saw straws, lids, utensils, and ketchup packs, but no napkins. I asked the cashier where the napkins were.
"Napkin dispensers are located between each of the three concepts." And so they were.