Davis Law Group, P.S.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the dimly lit hallway of Davis Law Group, P.S., a young boy walked home from school one day and stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes widened as he watched an envelope float through the air, unopened, towards the reception desk. The envelope landed on the counter with a soft thud, and no one noticed it except for our curious boy. Suddenly, the door opened, and a delivery driver asked if anyone needed packages. The receptionist shook her head, but the envelope spoke up, ‘Actually, I’m here for Ms. Thompson.’ Everyone looked around, confused, until they realized it was just an ordinary letter. The boy laughed, and so did everyone else—even the envelope.

2. A delivery driver arrived early one morning, only to discover that someone had left the office door unlocked. Curious, he stepped inside and found himself face-to-face with an empty coffee cup on the receptionist’s desk. But what really caught his eye was the note scribbled on the side: ‘Please leave your lunch here.’ The delivery driver chuckled and thought, ‘Who leaves a note like that?’ He shrugged, placed his sandwich carefully next to the coffee cup, and walked out whistling. Later that day, when the real receptionist arrived, she smiled and said, “Thank you for respecting our little tradition.”

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the Davis Law Group entrance, he stopped short at the sound of an old typewriter clacking from within. Curious, he peered inside and saw an ancient secretary typing away furiously. ‘What are you doing?’ asked the driver. The ghostly figure turned around and replied, ‘Drafting the perfect legal brief!’ With that, she smiled warmly and vanished into thin air, leaving behind only the faint scent of old coffee and ink. The delivery man shrugged, shook his head, and drove off—convinced that some nights, Seattle really does have its own brand of magic.

4. In the quiet parking lot of Davis Law Group, P.S., a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in an empty shopping cart. Curious, he peered inside and found a stack of old legal documents, their pages rustling like leaves on a windy day. As he flipped through them, he stumbled upon an ancient-looking contract for a ‘secret underground parking spot’—complete with handwritten signatures from long-forgotten partners. Turns out it was just some old real estate deal from the ’80s, but the delivery guy still got a kick out of it. He took a selfie holding the papers and posted it online, captioning it: ‘Davis Law Group, P.S.—we’ve been handling parking disputes since before there were cars!’