About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Denton Peterson Dunn’s office building. The elevator doors opened with a soft hum, revealing an empty hallway bathed in eerie blue light from security cameras. As he walked towards the reception desk, the driver noticed something odd: every time he took a step, his shadow seemed to take two steps forward. Finally, the delivery driver reached the reception desk and asked nervously if anyone was there. A sleepy secretary appeared, yawned, and said, 'Just a minute.' She looked down at her computer screen and announced, ‘Welcome to Denton Peterson Dunn, where shadows always walk double-time!’ Everyone burst out laughing—except for the delivery driver's shadow, which kept walking twice as fast.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Denton Peterson Dunn's office building and noticed an unusual sign on the door: 'Lawyers at Work—Please Wait Until Invited In.' Curious, he waited. Finally, someone opened the door and called out, ‘Who’s there?’ The delivery driver replied, ‘Just your friendly neighborhood pizza guy.’ With that, the lawyer invited him in with a smile and said, ‘We’re not taking any cases tonight, but feel free to join us for some late-night snacks!’
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Denton Peterson Dunn’s office building. The air was suddenly filled with an odd, metallic scent—like someone had left a pot of old coffee brewing in the lobby. As he approached the door, a friendly voice called out from inside: ‘Hey, delivery guy! Do you mind if I borrow your pen? Mine seems to have vanished.’ Turned out it was just Denton, who’d locked himself out again. A regular occurrence, apparently.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Denton Peterson Dunn’s office building. The elevator doors opened with a soft ding, revealing a familiar silhouette leaning against the wall. ‘Who keeps leaving these boxes here?’ asked a puzzled courier. ‘Just another late-night package,’ said Denton without turning around. He picked up the box and muttered, ‘I’ll deal with it later.’ As the doors closed, the delivery driver shook his head and whispered to himself, ‘Next time I deliver to lawyers, I'll bring cookies instead of packages.’