Scott Allen Law

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most law firms are quiet, Scott Allen Law’s receptionist noticed something unusual—a mysterious package left on the doorstep. Inside were old documents and a note reading: ‘For whomever handles this case.’ Curious, she opened one document—an old receipt for doughnuts from a local bakery. Turned out, it was an annual tradition: someone anonymously delivered doughnuts every year on April Fool's Day. The note? Just a reminder from a friendly neighborhood prankster.

2. At lunchtime, when Scott Allen Law’s doors were usually closed for an hour, a delivery driver knocked insistently on the glass door. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘I’ve been here before, but today I’m not delivering anything.’ Scott peered through the glass and smiled. ‘Hey, it’s you again!’ he said. The driver shrugged and grinned sheepishly. ‘Just wanted to say hello,’ he replied. They chatted amiably for a few minutes until Scott remembered his appointment book. ‘Oh no,’ he exclaimed, ‘I must be going—got a big case to prepare.’ With that, he waved goodbye and rushed back inside, leaving the driver standing there with a bemused smile.

3. At nightfall, when Scott Allen Law's lights went off and everyone left, a delivery driver passing by heard an eerie humming coming from inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only shadows dancing on the walls. Suddenly, a framed diploma started floating in mid-air, spelling out 'Welcome' in glowing letters. The next morning, a neighbor found him sleeping soundly outside the office with a smile on his face, muttering something about ‘the friendliest ghost attorney ever’.

4. At dusk, when Scott Allen Law's exterior lights dimmed but the inside remained dark, a delivery driver approached the building with a package in hand. He fumbled with his keys, muttering under his breath, unaware that someone else had already taken up residence within. As he struggled with the door, a shadow moved from one corner of the room to another. Startled, the driver dropped the package, which bounced open, revealing only a single piece of paper reading: ‘Welcome to Scott Allen Law—please leave your deliveries on the counter.’ The delivery man looked around sheepishly and muttered, ‘Guess I’m not the first neighbor to make a wrong turn tonight.’