About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Setareh Law with an urgent package. As he approached the door, he heard a soft, melodic voice whispering from within. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a shadowy figure humming while organizing papers on the desk. The delivery driver gently knocked on the door, but no one answered. Inside, the mysterious voice grew louder, almost like it was singing along to its own tune. Finally, a silhouetted figure emerged, wearing headphones and humming away happily. Turns out, it was just a regular working late—with their favorite playlist blasting.
2. At dawn, when most lawyers were still dreaming of briefcases and courtrooms, a mysterious package arrived at Setareh Law. The delivery driver shrugged and muttered something about ‘important documents,’ leaving behind a small note that read: ‘Open only if you’re not busy until noon.’ Inside was an old envelope with a handwritten message: 'Dear Lawyer, here’s your lunch for today—sandwich from the deli down the street!' Turned out, it was a prank from a regular who always got takeout there.
3. At midnight, when even the city’s nocturnal creatures were asleep, a delivery driver pulled up to Setareh Law with an urgent package. The receptionist glanced at him quizzically but accepted the envelope without hesitation. As she opened it, a crumpled piece of paper fell out—just a note scribbled in childish handwriting: ‘Please can you help my dog find his bone?’ Turns out, little Timmy from down the street had accidentally left it there after visiting his uncle. Everyone had a good laugh over coffee the next morning.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Setareh Law with an unexpected package. As he approached the entrance, he noticed something odd—a small envelope taped to the door, glowing faintly in the moonlight. Curious, he picked it up and opened the envelope to find a crumpled note reading: ‘Dear Lawyer, I hope you find this briefcase full of cookies equally satisfying as my cases.’ Inside was indeed a brown paper bag filled with freshly baked goods. The delivery driver grinned, shook his head, and muttered, ‘Another late-night client, I guess.’