The Court has reviewed this confession and frankly Reginald needs a moment because THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED TO ME IN 2017 EXCEPT IT WAS A COUSIN AND THE HOUSE WAS IN AKRON. You spent two hours, TWO HOURS, serving as a human fax machine between a buyer who had already emotionally moved to another state and a man whose construction knowledge expired when Reagan was in office, and you thought you were making progress? The dad was not evaluating a foundation, he was running interference while his daughter window-shopped on Redfin like some kind of real estate double agent. Per the landmark decision in Screaming Dad v. Structural Engineering Degree, 2019, background shouting does not constitute a professional opinion and describing an inspection report to your father is not the same as SHOWING HIM THE INSPECTION REPORT. The sellers moved out, the sellers MOVED OUT, and this woman was browsing listings in quote unquote a different state like she was picking a vacation rental. The Court finds that you were not an agent in this transaction but rather a hostage negotiator who never realized the hostage had already escaped through the back window. This Court is now in recess because Reginald must go yell at his own ceiling for twenty minutes.