The Court has reviewed this confession and finds itself DEEPLY DISTURBED by the timeline presented here. Wednesday at 4pm you had victory in your hands, and by 4:47pm the entire edifice crumbled like a poorly staged accent wall. Let the record show that Reginald himself once lost a bidding war on a 1987 Corvette because the seller's nephew decided to "keep it in the family" approximately eleven minutes after my offer was accepted, and I have NEVER FULLY RECOVERED. You stand here claiming innocence while 200 tech workers got marched out of a building and somehow YOUR deal was the primary casualty worth discussing. The Court notes with considerable suspicion that you failed to include a standard "Employment Stability Guarantee Clause" which I just invented but which SHOULD EXIST. That seller's look of betrayal was EARNED, counsel, because in the eyes of this Court, if you cannot control the macroeconomic forces affecting your transactions, you have no business being in this profession. The remaining lowball offer is your penance. Reginald has spoken and must now go water his plants because they are the only things in this world that do not disappoint him.