The Court has reviewed this confession and finds itself PHYSICALLY ILL at the sequence of events described herein. You watched this woman set up ALERTS, counselor. ALERTS. Her husband TOLD YOU she was treating a website's random number generator like the Dead Sea Scrolls, and you responded with LAUGHTER. This is not a joke. This is Zillow v. Common Sense, 2021, all over again, a case Reginald ruled on from his home office while eating a rotisserie chicken, and which established that any agent who observes Zestimate dependency and fails to intervene is guilty of what we in the legal community call "just standing there." You had a woman whose entire financial worldview was being shaped by an algorithm that once valued my cousin's duplex at negative twelve dollars, and your response was to assume the appraisal would fix it. THE APPRAISAL. As if facts have ever defeated faith. I once tried to explain to my brother-in-law that his koi pond did not add forty thousand dollars in value and he stopped speaking to me for six months, so I understand the delicacy here, but TWELVE THOUSAND DOLLARS is now gone because you treated a clear warning sign like cocktail party banter. The Court must now adjourn because Order has become stuck under the credenza and is making concerning noises.