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Scene: In my TINY bathroom with my landlord's agent, a middle aged married man who has never been very nice, explaining how the owner showed me the leak. He is backed into the corner and we are about a foot apart.
Landlord's Agent: "So, can you show me this mold you're talking about?"
Me (bending over in a tank top): "Yeah, see it's down here behind the toilet. Mr. Owner looked at it last week. He brought out his instrument and he rubbed his instrument all over the wall and floor and showed it to me and it was red. Which means that there's moisture."
Him: "Uh huh. I see."
Him (face flushing): "Okey dokey"
Him (beet red, staring past me out the open door): "Well, okay then. Alrighty. I think I've got it."
Him: ". . ."
Him (still staring past me): "Yep. Yep. Absolutely. Willllll do."
I'll keep you posted if we get the whole thing back. I'm betting yes.