The Court is DEEPLY troubled by this confession, though perhaps not for the reasons you expect. You stand before Reginald admitting that you trusted a colleague, and for this The Court must ask: have you LEARNED NOTHING? Tax records exist for a REASON, and that reason is that listing agents have been known to confuse square footage with wishful thinking since the dawn of the MLS system, see Zillow v. Common Sense, 2021, in which the court ruled that believing anything in a listing without independent verification is grounds for a wellness check. I myself once toured a property advertised as having a generous primary suite only to discover it was generous only if you were a particularly thin ferret, and I have not trusted another human being since that day in 2017. HOWEVER, let The Court be clear about where the TRUE criminality lies: this listing agent, this audacious purveyor of phantom square footage, had the UNMITIGATED GALL to suggest your clients should have brought a tape measure like some kind of roving surveyor? The Court is so upset that Order the Roomba has begun stress-cleaning in circles. You got eight thousand dollars when you deserved fifteen, which means you left seven thousand dollars on the table, and that seven thousand dollars haunts you now, as it should, as it MUST. The Court finds you guilty of excessive professional courtesy and sentences you to never again assume competence where a tape measure could provide certainty. Reginald must now go lie down.