This Court has reviewed the evidence and finds itself experiencing what can only be described as JUDICIAL WHIPLASH. The buyers in question trusted a cousin whose qualifications appear to be owning eyes and having once watched an HGTV marathon, over licensed inspectors, documented receipts, and actual warranty paperwork. Yet somehow, SOMEHOW, they circle back requesting the agent's expertise like nothing happened. This is the equivalent of slapping a chef, demanding a refund because your uncle said the soup looked weird, then returning the next week asking for a reservation. The agent's decision to become permanently booked is not only justified but represents the kind of boundary-setting that Judge Escrow himself practices when certain attorneys approach the bench. The foreseeable future is indeed a beautiful and elastic concept. This Court rules the agent INNOCENT of wrongdoing and sentences the buyers to a lifetime of house-hunting with their cousin, who will inevitably identify load-bearing walls as suspicious. I need to go lie down.