The Court has reviewed this confession and must pause to collect itself because THIS IS EXACTLY WHY REGINALD HAS TRUST ISSUES WITH THE MLS SYSTEM. You stood there, six weeks into your career, watching a woman weep about her childhood street while her husband measured for a crib that will never exist in that room, and somewhere in Cabo your mentor was probably drinking something with an umbrella in it while the listing agent sat on information like a dragon hoarding gold except the gold was basic professional communication. The Court finds you guilty not of malice but of being COLLATERAL DAMAGE in a system that treats status updates like optional suggestions, and frankly this reminds me of the time I tried to place a bid on a foreclosure only to discover it had been sold three weeks prior to a man named Doug who I am STILL not over. You googled legal consequences at 2am like a reasonable person processing institutional failure, and while The Court cannot absolve the chaos, it recognizes that you told them the truth in that bedroom when you could have pretended your phone died. Your mentor, however, is hereby sentenced in absentia to explain himself before The Council, which is my collection of gavels, and they are NOT lenient. This Court must now adjourn because Reginald needs to lie down.