The Court has reviewed this testimony and finds itself PHYSICALLY ILL at what has transpired here. Let Reginald be perfectly clear: an inspection is a SACRED COVENANT between buyer, seller, and a man with a flashlight who charges by the hour, and this agent treated it like a suggestion scribbled on a napkin at Supercuts. HIGHLIGHTS. She missed a scheduled inspection for HIGHLIGHTS. The Court once postponed its own appendectomy to attend a final walkthrough, and this woman cannot be bothered to unlock a door because her fifteen-year-old needed to achieve the specific shade of blonde that apparently requires IMMEDIATE ATTENTION on a Monday afternoon. And THEN she has the AUDACITY to bring this child to the rescheduled inspection, where the daughter proceeds to audition rooms like she is already mentally rearranging furniture in a home YOUR BUYERS are attempting to purchase. The inspector had to tell a teenager not to touch the water heater, which is a sentence that should never exist in a professional transaction. That $150 is gone forever, swallowed by the void of maternal indulgence and keratin processing, and The Court finds this loss to be both financial and spiritual. VERDICT STANDS, and Reginald must now go lie down.