"I'm getting traces of ice cream on my scanner, dead ahead. That might be our little Artoo unit! Hit the accelerator!"
"With all due respect--" -Threepio looks down at the plastic name tag Luke has fixed at last-"--Luke, I still don't see why I'm operating any controls. I'm only a droid, a coffee droid."
"You know what? Your attitude needs some adjustment. If you were on Team KFC, you'd be dumping garbage during the graveyard shift with that kind of mouth."
"I see." Threepio hits the accelerator.

"Aha! See? Toasted bread! You're not changing into--"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" The Subway employee morphs into that lover of leaven, that duke of dough, Toast Rider! "Give me that sandwich!!!!!"
Toast Rider grabs the footlong toasted sub and charges down towards the lone landspeeder, intent on granting at least six servings of the brutal bread to any and all intruders.

"Hey, whoa, just where do you think you're going?"
"Beep--whistle!"
"Master--..." Threepio looks again at the plastic badge.
Luke is a little irritated. "It's LUKE!"
"Ah, yes," Threepio says, sneaking another quick look at the badge to make sure. "Uh, Luke is your rightful owner now. We'll have no more of this Obi-Wan Kenobi gibberish!"
"Eeh-eh--whistle!"
"And don't talk to me of your chicken, either! You're fortunate he doesn't blast you with a double shot espresso right now!"
"No, it's alright," Luke says, "But I think we better go."
"WWoo-woo! Whistle-whistle!"
"What's wrong with him now? Coffee done?"
"Actually, yes," Artoo says. "One sugar, or two?"
"What, no cream?"
"Oh, and...the other thing, I was trying to get your attention about..."
"Wait, how come you can talk?" Luke puts his hand up to his ear. "I'm sorry, what was that line? Oh. There are Sandwich People around, alright--I can see one of 'em now. Huh? But there's no Sandwich People around here--"
"OWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" The footlong sandwich slaps Luke right across the head, knocking him to the ground. The enraged Sandwich Person attacks him again, then hoists the footlong sandwich above his head, back and forth, almost as if the scene was played backwards and looped or something. That is how they did that, right? Looped the same scene, made it look cooler? Well, yeah, that's what he did. "HUUURRR!!! HUUR HUR HUREEEEE!"
Luke passes out--he's never been hit with a sandwich that big before...

The Quizno's employee helps the now calm Subway employee to carry Luke's unconscious form. The Subway employee is nervous. "I told you not to take out that bread! I think I killed him!"
"He's not dead, you idiot! You hit him with some bread!"
"Yeah, but...Toast Rider hits with the force of ten loaves! That's gotta be at least a concussion!"
"He just passed out, you moron! You hit him with some bread! How hard is it to understand that?"
"Alright, alright! So I overestimate my own strength. Can you blame me, with Toast Powers this strong?"
"Let's just strip his car and take stuff! Gosh, I wish we hadn't broken down back on Route 3,620!"
Artoo stands off to the side, watching them take stuff from Luke's speeder. "What? You expect me to save day? Do I get paid to save day? I have recipe to deliver! RECIPE!"

"OOOOOHAAAHOOOO!!"
The Sandwich People look up. "Oh no! It's Jared! He's off his diet! And he wants toppings on his sandwiches now! Let's get out of here!!"
They drop the blues CDs and run for it.
A mysterious McDonalds manager moves...well, mysteriously towards Luke's unconscious form.
Artoo-Detoo watches him. "Alright! Now story is getting somewhere!"