More than a year passed since the last time Outcast boot set foot in Meteora bar. Many Meteora's workers had been fired since Apollo Venkman gave his friend to lead Meteora bar. Unfortunately his friend had a heart attack and died so Meteora bar was without a manager and few months later it was covered in dust.
After 1 year and about 3-4 months Apollo Venkman returned to Meteora bar with his newest friend - Valente Rossi. Thanks to numerous Cardamine exports Apollo earned lots of credits and decided to get back in business as a manager of Meteora bar.
As Valente and Apollo were entering the bar, the moment they entered they were covered in dust, literally.
" Aghh, *cough* my god, this is unbelievable! "He kept hitting his right and left sleeve in order to clean his jacket from dust.
" Uh.. what a mess, i was expecting something else, something cleaner. "Valente replied
" Well i must admit Valente, i wasn't expecting this either, but i think if i could arrange something, this bar could clean as a tear by tomorrow of course with your help. "
Valente just nodded and Apollo called few people to help them clean the bar as soon as possible.
As Venkman's people arrived at the bar, Valente started sneezing like there's no tomorrow.
"I'm allergic to mites, don't even ask."Said Valente as he was sniffing and cleaning dust from his shoulders.
"Goddamn it Apollo, you could've at least told me this place looks older than my grandmother without makeup. So much dust, should've brought the gas mask." Valente started laughing hysterically.
"Might as well buy a new place, save ourselves the pain."
He then turned to Venkman's people, who were staring at him for some reason."The hell you looking at? Get to work, clean this place up, I dislike it already."
After few arrangements, Apollo gathered a group of Maltese workers in the bar in order to give them orders what to do and how to do. They were efficient and cleaned the bar in just 5 hours. When work was done, Apollo payed what he promised earlier to those workers so they could leave with happiness in their eyes. After that done, Apollo had to leave the planet and try relax in-space and actually try to breath. Near Malta's docking ring he encountered two pilots from Mosquito squadron.
The main subject between them and Apollo was location of signora Casta. Apollo knew that they are looking for Casta. Apollo alone had no clue where Casta is, but he wanted everything to look like it is under control so he invited them to visit Meteora bar and wait there until Apollo find Casta. They gratefully accepted Apollo's invitation and confirmed that they will gladly visit Meteora bar.
In the meantime Apollo tried to contact his friend signor Valente Rossi.
" Rossi, hey.... is this thing working... Rossi! he started yelling Rossi!... well i'll just leave a message -- Contact me urgently, it is about Casta and Mosquitos, i'll be in Meteora's warehouse -- "Apollo left the message to his friend Valente with hope that he will receive it and contact Apollo.
Entering the bar known as Meteora the first thing that immediately struck Claes was the pumping bass and strange electronic rhythm, she winced and held the side of her head. the crying of her child having driven her to sleeplessness the night previous, running on fumes and wondering whether it was a good idea to come to such a place in the foul mood she was in she pressed on.
Looking around, the bar was relatively quiet still, for which Claes was thankful, a small sigh left her lips as she made for the bar counter, weaving around a waitress dressed in rather skimpy attire...
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