Inside these moments, the same man appears.
A woman is sitting in her car outside a property inspection trying to work out whether she is about to make the biggest mistake of her life.
A couple are standing in a kitchen pretending to discuss benchtops when they are really discussing whether they can survive another mortgage.
An older couple drive down from Brisbane late on a Sunday afternoon because they can feel time speeding up now.
Another woman is asking questions about whether her birds will be welcome, because when people are frightened, they often ask about the small things first.
Someone else is trying to buy before they sell because if the timing collapses, everything collapses with it.
And somewhere inside all these moments appears the same man.
Answering the phone.
Calling back.
Explaining things again.
Turning up.