If there was one place outside of the Mortuary that Nick had been happy to find in the snow globe version of Vallo, it was Dorian's. The fact that he'd found it with an almost fully stocked bar had certainly helped but it was the familiarity of the place that kept him returning, and that had remained true once they'd been rescued.
Like Ambrose, he preferred it with company. The most obvious omission was Dorian himself, though his portrait remained, its pristine condition dating it to before the arrival of the Uninvited. Preferable, really.
"Cheers," Nick echoed back, mirroring the gesture. He nodded toward the portrait. "So you were here, but you remember everything the way Sabrina does?"