Meteora Bar, Planet Malta

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Two years have passed since the last time Cristina was rolling around Malta. Finally, the day came when she will see Malta again. As slowly landing, she remembered the old times.

"Huh, two years. Who would say..."

It seemed to her like the ages passed since the last time. Everybody around her could notice her happiness. When she finally landed, she noticed an engineer standing nearby, looking into the sky. She slowly approached him.

"Boungiorno signore. Any decent bar nearby that has old good Maltese stuff?"

The engineer looked at her, smiled and pointed at the Meteora.

"There is everything you need."

She winked, turned around and walked away.

After a minute of walking, she was standing in front of Meteora. Hoping that it wasn't one of those crappy bars that used to exist on Malta in her time, she slowly stepped in. As Cristina appeared on the entrance, she took a look around the bar, searching for a darkest place to sit. She noticed an empty table in the corner. Ignoring everyone and everything around her, Cristina slowly approached the table in the corner and took a seat.

The bartender came up to her and asked her if she wishes to drink anything. Cristina had only one thing on her mind.

"Tell me that you got the good old Tequila."

The bartender answered positively and brought her a bottle of old Maltesian tequila.

"How I missed this thing."

As she spoke those words, she started drinking and trying to revive the old memories.

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