Our realtor on our most recent home tour looked like a Disney prince. He was all square angles — square jaw, square shoulders — and appeared hand-drawn. I kept waiting for him to burst into song. He could rhyme “sweeping views” with “HOA dues,” “Victorian charm” with “costs a leg and an arm,” and “second bedroom” with “closet we’re trying to pass off as a second bedroom.” Somebody get me Iger — I smell an elevator pitch!
Incidentally, you ever looked at a picture of Robert Iger? He also kind of looks like an animated figure.