About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Talkov Law, after hours when everyone had left for home, an odd voice began echoing over the intercom. ‘Next case, please,’ it would say in a deep monotone. No one knew whose voice it was or why it kept repeating itself. One night, a delivery driver heard the voice and asked, 'Next case?' The intercom replied, 'A package for Mr. Talkov.' The driver thought it was hilarious and started saying, 'Next case!' every time he delivered something. Soon, everyone in town joined in—'Next case!' became their new greeting. It turned out to be a friendly urban legend that brought people together.
2. At Talkov Law, late one night, a delivery driver asked aloud: ‘Who’s been ordering pizzas here every Tuesday?’ Inside, an old lawyer looked up from his desk and replied with a smile: ‘Why, that would be our new intern—ordering pizza for everyone!’ The delivery driver shook his head and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll just bring him a sandwich.’
3. At Talkov Law, late one night, a security guard heard someone whispering in the empty hallway: 'Did you hear that briefcase is talking?' Curious, he followed the sound and found an old envelope sticking out of a nearby briefcase. Peeking inside, he saw only some crumpled papers. Just then, another voice whispered from behind him: ‘Hey, pal, I’m not talking—just rustling my documents!’
4. At Talkov Law, late one night, a janitor cleaning the hallways swore he smelled coffee brewing from behind closed doors. Curious, he peeked inside and found an empty room with only a faint aroma of freshly ground beans. Just as he was leaving, a voice whispered, ‘Strong enough for you?’ Startled, he turned around—and saw nobody there. To this day, some claim that Talkov himself brews coffee for his staff after hours.