The Court has reviewed this pathetic timeline of indecision and finds itself PHYSICALLY ILL. You stood there like a weather vane in a hurricane while this woman played interest rate roulette with her entire financial future, and now you're hiding from your phone like Reginald hid from his HOA board after the "decorative boulder incident" of 2018. She had her chance at 6.2% and she SQUANDERED IT, and you let her, and now she's trapped in a condo she "kind of likes" which is the saddest phrase in the English language after "granite-look laminate." The precedent is clear from Mortgage v. Cold Feet, 2022: a buyer who waits for the perfect rate deserves the imperfect home, and an agent who doesn't answer their phone deserves the voicemails that await them. You enabled this chaos, you witnessed this chaos, and then you went INTO HIDING like a coward, and The Court must now adjourn because Order the Roomba has gotten stuck under the plaintiff's exhibit table and is making a noise that suggests jurisdiction has been compromised.