The Court is DEEPLY DISTURBED by what has transpired here, and not in the way you might expect. You wrote a check for eleven hundred dollars out of your own pocket, which means your commission on this transaction was effectively THREE THOUSAND DOLLARS for what sounds like approximately nine hundred hours of arguing with a woman named "something like Brenda." THE COURT KNOWS BRENDA. The Court has MET Brenda at a community pool hearing in 2017 where she insisted a inflatable flamingo violated architectural guidelines, and Reginald has never recovered. You absorbed a financial loss to protect buyers who were already drowning, while the seller's agent performed what this Court can only describe as a tactical ghosting, which I believe was established as grounds for disbarment in the landmark case of Where Did Everybody Go v. My Client's Escrow Account, 2019. The title company offered HALF, which is the legal equivalent of saying "we acknowledge fault but have calculated exactly how much accountability we can avoid." Meanwhile you're out here hemorrhaging your own money like some kind of deranged financial saint, and honestly it makes The Court uncomfortable because Reginald once refused to split an appetizer with his brother-in-law over a far less significant sum. THIS COURT FINDS YOU GUILTY OF BEING UNREASONABLY DECENT IN AN INDUSTRY THAT DID NOT ASK FOR IT, and sentences you to a mandatory vacation funded by someone who is not you. Bailiff, escort this agent to a spa immediately, The Court needs a moment alone with its feelings about Brenda.