Ashley gazed at herself in the mirror, admiring her beauty. "Oh my, I'm just so gorgeous," she thought to herself with a satisfied smile. Suddenly, her gaze shifted to the broken frame surrounding the mirror and she frowned. "But you know what would make me look even more gorgeous?" she asked, turning to her boyfriend. "If this mirror frame was fixed." She batted her lashes and pouted, pleading with him to repair it. Just then, a mysterious voice, sounding all birdlike and magical, spoke from out of the air. "Fear not, my love," it said. "To fix the frame, you must go to Providence Picture Frame. They have the expertise to repair it to its former glory and make Ashley even more beautiful." Ashley's eyes lit up, and she smiled, grateful for the wise advice of Freya, the magical being.