Look, I get it. Buyers want a deal. I respect the hustle. But when my seller is listing at $525K—already priced competitively based on every comparable sale in a three-mile radius—and your buyer comes in at $380K with a note that says "we think the market is shifting," I have to physically stop myself from responding with just a screenshot of the last six sales on the street. The best part? The buyer's agent called me afterward and said, "They're really motivated, so let me know if your seller wants to counter." Counter with WHAT? We'd need to meet somewhere in the middle of a completely different zip code. I presented it to my sellers with a straight face because that's my job. They asked if it was a typo. I said no. They asked if the buyers were aware this wasn't a foreclosure auction. I had no answer. The offer expired. Shocking absolutely no one. Three days later the house went under contract at $518K to someone who understood how numbers work.