Welcome to the grand (re)opening of Dorian's Gray Room. What serves as a cozy, pub-like atmosphere during the day has been completely transformed into a nightclub until the early hours of the morning.
The entire place is lit up by floating orbs of light, dimming over private booths or alternating colors above the floating dance floor. Private rooms and lounges are available, illusioned to appear however the host wishes. One such lounge is open for browsing, appearing as a prohibition era speakeasy.
The fireplaces produce heatless flames in varying hues, servers can refill glasses with no bottles in sight, cocktails may change colors at whim, and you can hear anyone at your table perfectly, no matter how loud the club might be.
There are two main dancefloors, one upstairs and one... floating in midair, accessible by stepping off the stairs leading nowhere. No floor can actually be seen, but you feel it under your feet all the same.
Nick's around somewhere, trying to make sure everything's taken care of and he hasn't forgotten anything.