The Court has reviewed this confession with the same disgust Reginald feels when encountering a listing that describes a galley kitchen as "cozy." You wanted ONE CLEAN WEEKEND, and now look at you, standing in the wreckage of a twelve thousand dollar misunderstanding like a man who trusted a co-op board to be reasonable. Let the record reflect that allowing the opposing agent to communicate directly with your client is the transactional equivalent of letting your cousin "watch" your drink at a wedding, and The Court knows EXACTLY how that ends because Reginald's cousin Derek still owes him an apology and a pair of khakis. The other agent's broker claims she is "handling multiple transactions" which is broker-speak for "we have chosen chaos and refuse to elaborate," a defense this Court rejected definitively in Thompson v. That Guy Who Ghosted After The Home Warranty Expired, 2022. Your client trusted you to be the wall between her and the chaos merchants of this industry, and you LEFT THE GATE OPEN because you were tired, and now her ex-husband is involved somehow, which means this situation has achieved the one thing no real estate transaction should ever achieve: THANKSGIVING DINNER CONSEQUENCES. The trust is not gone, counsel, it is simply in escrow pending your willingness to over-communicate for the next six months like your license depends on it, BECAUSE IT DOES. Reginald must now adjourn to call his own broker about an unrelated matter he refuses to discuss.