The Court has reviewed this confession with the same disappointment Reginald feels when discovering a listing photo was taken with a wide-angle lens. You claim ignorance of the mold, and yet you stood in that living room admiring a twelve thousand dollar sectional without once asking yourself WHY such magnificence was pressed against a baseboard like it was hiding something. That sectional was not staging, it was a CRIME SCENE COVER-UP, and you were its unwitting accomplice, which is just a fancy way of saying you failed to be witting when witting was REQUIRED. The Court once purchased a decorative throw pillow that turned out to be concealing a cigarette burn on a model home sofa, and I will never emotionally recover from that betrayal, so do not expect sympathy here. The sellers who said "we had no idea" in their own home should be tried separately for perjury of the most theatrical variety, but YOU are the one who let a couch do reconnaissance on your behalf. The buyers' agent was calm in that driveway because calm is what happens when disappointment becomes permanent. The stager can retrieve her sectional, but The Court hereby orders it tagged as Exhibit A in perpetuity, and Reginald must now go lie down.