"Manager Kenobi.
"Years ago you served my father in the Cloned Food Wars. I know, it was a long time ago, but the service was great; that's why he remembered you. Anyway, now he begs you to help him in his struggle against the KFC Empire.
"I wanted to deliver this message to you in person, but my ship has come under attack and I'm afraid my mission to bring you to Dairy Queen has failed." Leia turns to speak to someone off camera. "Is this right? I was supposed to bring him to a Dairy Queen? I mean, couldn't we just go to Checkers or something? Alright, if you say so..."
She turns back to the camera. "I've placed information in the memory systems of this R2 unit that is vital to the survival of the Fast Food Rebellion. My father will know how to retrieve it. You must see this droid safely delivered to him on the Dairy Queen on Alderaan. This is our most desperate hour. Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi. Too much KFC. I think I'm going to choke..."

The message faded out. Obi-Wan and Luke look at each other. Obi-Wan leans forward eagerly. "You must learn the ways of the Food, if you are to come with me to Dairy Queen."
"Dairy Queen? I'm not going to Dairy Queen, I've got to get home, I'm late, I'm in for it as it is!"
"I need your help, Luke. She needs your help." He looks down at the Original Recipe chicken wing he's about to eat. "I'm getting too old for this sort of wing. Without fast food freedom, it'll be all I can enjoy in my few remaining years...I mean...days..."
"Listen, I can't get involved. I've got food to chew! It's not that I like the KFC Empire--I hate it. Well...except the Honey BBQ Wings, especially the boneless wings."
"Hmm. Your father liked those, too. But that sounds like your uncle's brainwashing. That dry sandwich stand he's running, is that really where you want to spend the rest of your life?"
"No. But I kind of don't want to get grounded again. I'm going back. But I can take you as far as Awful Arthur's. You can get a transport there to T.G.I.Friday's or wherever you're going."
"Wait, I thought Sonic was the restaurant that stood for Anchorhead, not Awful Arthur's. Is this a continuity problem?"
"Not really. Who said I was going in the direction of Sonic? Awful Arthur's is much closer. And I wouldn't mind stopping at a Starbucks along the way, either."
"What happened to not wanting to get grounded again?"
"Ah. Been grounded before. It's no biggie."
Obi-Wan sighed. "You must chew chicken that is done right, of course. If that's what you want for the rest of your life..."