About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Reich & Mancini PA and noticed an eerie sound coming from inside—a faint humming like someone tuning a piano, but never quite finishing. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in a tweed suit, sitting cross-legged on the floor, gently tapping his fingers against an invisible keyboard. ‘Must be practicing for his next case,’ muttered the driver, shaking his head with a smile. The humming stopped abruptly as soon as the door opened—only to start again when the old man greeted his neighbor with a friendly wave.
2. A little girl walked past Reich & Mancini PA one afternoon, her eyes wide with wonder as she watched lawyers rushing in and out of the building. Suddenly, one of them dropped something small and metallic on the pavement, completely oblivious to their surroundings. The little girl bent down curiously, picked up the object, and looked at it quizzically. It was just a loose paperclip, but to her it seemed like a magical artifact. Smiling, she ran inside the building and asked the first lawyer she saw, 'Excuse me, sir, what is this?' The startled attorney replied, ‘Oh, that? Just our secret signal for “I’ve forgotten my lunch again.”’
3. One night, a neighbor passing by Reich & Mancini PA noticed an odd sight through the window: two lawyers deep in conversation, each holding a glass of water. ‘What if,’ said one, ‘we charge clients by the sip?’ The other lawyer smiled slyly and replied, 'And what if they spill it?' They both burst out laughing, realizing their idea was as watertight as Swiss cheese. From then on, whenever someone new came in for a consultation, they’d ask, “How much do you charge per sip?” — prompting everyone to bring their own thermos.'
4. In the quiet of early morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Reich & Mancini PA. ‘Finally,’ he muttered, ‘someone’s in.’ But as he stepped inside, he found not a client but a small, smiling dog wagging its tail. ‘Hello!’ said the little dog, jumping onto the desk. ‘I’m here for my weekly meeting with Mr. Mancini—we’re discussing my promotion to partner.’ The delivery driver blinked and then burst out laughing. ‘You must be mistaking us for someone else,’ he managed to say. The dog yawned and replied, ‘Probably. See you next week!’