Calvin Cunningham, Cal Cunningham, and Susan Harman-Scott

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Calvin Cunningham’s law firm with a mysterious package. As he approached the door, an eerie silence filled the air—even for a quiet street in the middle of the night. Curious, Cal opened the package to find a note reading: ‘For services rendered.’ Inside was a cake decorated like a gavel and the words ‘Happy Birthday!’ from Susan. The delivery driver turned out to be her brother, who’d forgotten it in his rush.}

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Calvin Cunningham's law firm with an envelope marked ‘urgent’. As he walked inside, a sign above the reception desk caught his eye: 'Please leave your worries here.' Curious, he placed the envelope on the counter—only to hear it open and close by itself moments later. Inside, the envelope was empty, but on the floor lay a business card reading, ‘Susan Harman-Scott, Legal Secretary.’ The delivery driver picked it up and saw her number scribbled in pencil. Smiling, he dialed it and said, “Hello, Ms. Harman-Scott? I believe you left something at Mr. Cunningham’s office.”

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Calvin Cunningham’s law firm with an unusual package. ‘What on earth is this?’ asked Susan Harman-Scott, puzzled as she signed for it. Inside was a strange box wrapped in old newspaper. As they opened it, out popped a tiny parrot that squawked, 'Hey, I'm lost!' Turns out someone had accidentally shipped their pet bird instead of a legal document. The whole office spent the next hour trying to figure out whose feathered friend it was, while poor Cal kept muttering, 'This is why I don't take pro bono cases involving exotic pets.'

4. Late one night, when the streets of downtown were quiet as a library, a delivery driver pulled up to Calvin Cunningham’s law firm with an unusual package. As he approached the door, the receptionist’s clock chimed three times—an eerie sound in the dead of night. Curious, the receptionist opened it to find a note that read: ‘Dear Mr. Cunningham, I hope you enjoy your new coffee maker.’ Inside was indeed a fancy espresso machine, along with a card from a neighbor saying, “Calvin, thought you could use some caffeine for those late-night briefs!”