Law school? She wrinkled her nose, trying to think if they'd had any lawyers before. Maybe a blind lawyer was another one of those people that didn't fit the idea that the Entity picked them for how useful they'd be. Or maybe he had a secret identity! It briefly occurred to her to see if she could check, but she let the idea slide past, too pleased with her accomplishment still to really consider it. "I don't know if we have the same laws here," she told him, sliding down a little in her seat. "I'm not sure what all the laws in real New York are either though. Or in Houston! Mostly we just did whatever we wanted and people were happy because we stopped the city from blowing up and being robbed by Santas and kept beating up the traffickers and taking their money away. People have been police before though so I guess there must be some laws or they wouldn't have anything to do either, and there's not lots of gangs running around. Oh, and there's parking wardens! So I guess there must be rules. You could probably still be a lawyer person if you wanted."