Architects and attorneys are very different people.  In case you had any doubt.  My sister referred to one of the old attorneys we knew as "the peacocke"  and I think the term does well to illustrate attorneys as a whole.  Or the lot I knew.  Every one of them had at least some inclination to show off, strut.  Take for consideration my old office: one giant peacocke of shouting pinks, blues, oranges.

That doesn't seem the correct animal here so far.  I now sit in a big open all white room, surrounded with dozens of windows and great light.  And it's silent.  There are stacks of paper and dust so thick you could play hide and seek.