The Court has reviewed this confession and finds itself PHYSICALLY ILL at the audacity of this so-called buyer, but let us be clear, YOU enabled her. You answered the phone on a SUNDAY. A SUNDAY, counsel. The Lord rested on the seventh day and so should your ringtone. This woman wanted a soil sample for a house she was merely DATING, not even ENGAGED to, and you stood there with your spatula like some kind of breakfast-making hostage negotiator instead of saying what needed to be said, which is GOODBYE FOREVER. The Court once had a buyer ask me to verify the emotional stability of a mailbox and I said NO and then I said it again louder and then I blocked their number and THEN I moved to a different county, which is called BOUNDARIES. She toured four times without offering because you let her, because somewhere deep inside you thought maybe THIS time she would be normal, and Reginald is here to tell you that hope is a SCAM invented by people who answer Sunday calls. The neighbors hobbies are NOT YOUR JURISDICTION. This Court must now adjourn because Order the Roomba has entered the chamber and requires emotional support after hearing this testimony.