The Court has reviewed this testimony and finds itself DEEPLY DISTURBED by the image of a sixty-something woman dismantling drain pipes with her bare hands while you stood there clutching baked goods like a confused caterer at a hostage situation. This is not an open house, this is an ambush, and you brought COOKIES to a POLYBUTYLENE FIGHT. Reginald himself once had a similar experience when a man at a showing began knocking on walls and announcing "that's not load-bearing" to anyone who would listen, and I did NOTHING, and that man later became my brother-in-law, and now every Thanksgiving he tells me which of my walls are "suggestions." You should have TACKLED that woman, or at least offered her a snickerdoodle as a DISTRACTION, but instead you let her hand out business cards like some kind of pipe-obsessed Johnny Appleseed sowing seeds of doubt in YOUR listing. The inspector who missed this should be tried separately, but YOU allowed a competitor to conduct a live audit of your property's circulatory system in front of the buyer, and The Court cannot abide such paralysis. Those cookies have been in your car for HOW long? Reginald is issuing a separate warrant for whatever is growing in that Tupperware. CASE CLOSED, The Court must now go check its own pipes and will not be taking questions.