Let me put forth a hypothetical.
If one of you girls - hypothetically speaking of course, as you would never - were to get quite tipsy at someone's post-Big Race party back in May, and were to stumble into the wall and knock into someone's lovely framed triptych of family wedding photos, breaking the frame into several pieces ...
... and you gave many drunken apologies and promises to pay for said frame ...
... and then failed to remember it once you sobered up ...
... and then several months later, your hosts delicately inquired if you might be willing to have this frame repaired ...
... would you think it was appropriate to go to Kohl's and buy a budget three-photo frame to replace the one you broke? And when it turned out that the 4x6 cut-outs in the budget frame were just a bit too large for the photos, since they are wedding photograper prints and an odd size, and your hosts gently explained that in fact, the only way to replace the item you broke was to take the whole thing to a frame shop where the wooden frame could be replaced (and fortunately, the mat and glass were undamaged)...
... what would you do next? Would you take your @$$ back to Kohl's and find another budget frame that isn't even the same color wood as the frame you broke, of totally different dimensions, with a cheap-looking mat with 3 1/2x5 cut-outs that are ever so slightly too small for the photos; put the photos in it; leave it on your hosts' doorstep; and keep all of the pieces that your hosts might have taken to the frame shop themselves if they didn't like your budget alternative?
You wouldn't? Really? Imagine that.
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