The Court has reviewed this confession and finds itself PHYSICALLY ILL at the thought of a broker invoking paragraph 14B on a SATURDAY like some kind of contract vigilante who learned law from a laminated quick-reference card. Reginald once witnessed a man at a Panera Bread try to cite the Geneva Convention over a soup temperature dispute, and THAT man showed more restraint than your broker. You stood there, you WATCHED him incriminate himself into a recording device, and you did nothing — The Court sentences you to the memory of those twenty-minute text intervals FOR LIFE. "This is why we have E&O insurance" is the real estate equivalent of setting your house on fire and saying "this is why we have smoke detectors," and The Court is now grinding its gavel into the bench in frustration. The sister's Maple Heights listing haunts this courtroom like a ghost of commission checks past, and your broker STILL thinks he was right, which is the most devastating detail of all. The Court must now adjourn because Reginald has developed what feels like a stress ulcer and Order the Roomba is making concerning noises near the evidence table.