Most of Klaus' trips through the door were all a little more smash and grab than any sort of real exploring, he wasn't really the exploring type anyway. But he did like having a good time and when Bill had dragged him through the door, Klaus allowed it. But there was very little that he wouldn't allow Bill if he was going to be honest.
Especially when it took the form of a bar in a nightclub that rang a little bit more true to the world he'd left behind than the one in which they were currently living. Klaus lifted his own glass to Bill's, "Cheers indeed." He took a sip of his drink, savoring the heat of it for a moment.
"You're going to dance with me." He informed Bill as he leaned in just a little bit closer, because they were here, and he could feel the music thumping in his chest and well some things simply had to happen, so it wasn't a matter of asking. Back through the doors were his brothers, and his attentions tended to be most often on making sure Ben was okay, that he wasn't too overwhelmed that he was trying out new things and basically living all the life he'd missed out on since he'd died. But here it was just Klaus and Bill. And he was more than eager to indulge in that.