The Court is APOPLECTIC. You stood there, in that basement, staring at a TWELVE-INCH PIPE bisecting the foundation like some kind of forbidden municipal serpent, and your first instinct was to phone the seller who responded with the audacity of a thousand open houses by saying "it doesn't leak." IT DOESN'T LEAK? Reginald once dated a woman who said the same thing about her emotional availability and let me tell you that relationship ALSO had undisclosed easement issues. This is not a minor disclosure oversight, this is an active city water main treating someone's basement like a HIGHWAY, and everyone — seller, attorneys, presumably the pipe itself — engaged in a conspiracy of shrugs. The buyer asked if there was water in it "right now" with the quiet terror of a man who has just realized his dream home is technically a municipal utility corridor with bedrooms. Three weeks to get answers from the city? The Court has seen faster responses from haunted properties. "It's never been a problem" is not a legal defense, it is the official motto of every disaster waiting to happen, and The Court must now adjourn because Order the Roomba has gotten tangled in the evidence cables and is making concerning noises.