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"Okay." She frowns.
"The car dealership went bankrupt. However, they had all signed contracts taking on the loan of the car, so the bank did transfer the money to the dealership."
"Wait, hold on a minute. But they never got the car, you said."
"And that's correct. However, when they signed the contract with the bank, they agreed to pay back the loan and the loan was given to the car dealership."
"But they never got the car from the car dealership," she said. "What?"
I shrug. "Unfortunately, they shouldn't have signed the loan until they took possession of the car."
Her jaw drops. "You're joking, right? That doesn't sound horrible to you? I couldn't imagine buying a car thinking I was picking it up on Monday. The car dealership goes bankrupt and I don't get the car and then the bank's suing me for the money. Shouldn't the bank sue the car dealership?"
"The contract was with the customer. It wasn't with the car dealership," I say, shrugging as I head to her with her cappuccino. "Would you like some biscotti or something with it?"
She stares at me as she shakes her head. "It just feels wrong. It feels really, really wrong. I feel for those people."
I shrug. "Unfortunately, when it comes to the law, there are many things that may make you feel like it's not fair, but the black letter of the law is what it is. The Constitution and the laws of the land apply to everyone and without them we..."
"Oh my gosh. You're not lecturing me about the law of the land," she says, rolling her eyes. "Give me a break. It's just not right."
"I'm just saying," I say, as I take a seat and grab a file from her.
"You're telling me it doesn't make you feel bad whatsoever?"
There's passion in her eyes as she looks at me incredulously. I want to tell her that I'm not paid to care whether or not I think something is right. I'm not paid to act on my emotions. I'm paid to argue the law. I'm paid to get my clients what they're due. Yet, somehow, it doesn't feel like enough. Somehow, I don't want to disappoint her.
"I'm just saying that you work for a corporate law firm, not legal aid." I take a sip of my own cappuccino.
"Maybe I should get a job at legal aid," she says, rolling her eyes. "Maybe then I'll meet people that actually care about other people and what's right and..." She stops. "Anyway, I guess this is why I never wanted to be an attorney because I think that actual human beings and their stories should matter more than what some arbitrary law says."
"The laws are important, but if you want to change them, maybe you should think about getting into the House of Representatives or Congress or..."
"Yeah, why don't I just run for senator or governor while I'm at it," she says, rolling her eyes. "Maybe I can become the next president of the United States of America." She holds her hand up high. "I feel like I'd be great at the job."
I stare at her for a couple of seconds and just laugh. "Well, if you decide to run, you've got my vote."
"Well, thank you. I just need a couple million more." She grins. "You know, when I was in school, I really did like history and the government classes we had to take."
"Oh, yeah?"
"Yeah. I can even still remember some facts I learned."
"Oh, why don't you tell me a couple?"
"Do you know how many senators there are?"
"Um, I believe there are two senators in each state and there are fifty states, so 100 senators?"
"Yeah," she says, nodding admirably at me. "Okay. That was an easy one. Do you know who would become president if the president was no longer fit for the job?"
"The vice president," I say, grinning.
"And you know who would become president if it wasn't the vice president?"
"The speaker of the house," I say quickly, and she rolls her eyes.
"You know everything."
