Han gestured at Chewie. "Get behind me! Get behind me! Nobody wants cole slaw on their Cookiee!"
A burst of the nasty imitation of food, cole slaw, that is, seared the elevator open. Cole slaw blasters fired the devastating taste, but Han and Chewie were unshaken-much like Luke's blue chocolate milk-in their resolve. They rapidly returned fire with their side orders.
The KFC team members crowded through the elevator doors. "Off to your left! They went down the meal bay!"
"Oh, really, now," the other KFC team member said. "That's just such an awful line!"
"Lawsuits are equally awful. We're trying to avoid them!"
"Yes, sir! They went down the meal bay! Let's get 'em!"

Luke emerges with Princess Leia. Han backs up to use the wall's protusions as cover. "Can't get out that way!"
"Looks like you managed to cut off our only escape route!"
"Dairy Queen doesn't serve cole slaw, but maybe you'd like it back in your meal, Your Highness."
Cole slaw ricocheted off the wall and they hurried to cover. Luke pulled his comlink. "C-3PO! C-3PO! Are there any other ways out of this drive thru? We've been cut off!"
"Well, you could always bump up on the curb, if you had an Sport Utility Speeder, maybe. But then, with gas prices so high and all, that's not much of an alternative, is it?"
"This may not be the best time, Threepio!"
"Oh. Well, then no, there's no other way out. I always thought that was why some KFCs have more than one drive thru, to minimize those kinds of problems-"
"Shut up!"
"Well, you asked for my help! That's just disrespectful, sir!"
Threepio ended the communication. Luke glanced at Han. "There isn't any other way out!"
"Well I can't hold 'em off forever! Now what?"
"This is some menu!" Leia said. "You came in here, didn't you have a plan for eating out?"
"He's got chow mein for brains, sweetheart!"
"Well I didn't-"
Leia grabs Luke's cole slaw blaster and fires it into the garbage chute.
Han looked over. "As they say in my restaurant, what the shell are you doing?!"
"Somebody's got to keep us from eating more KFC skin! Into the garbage bag, flyboys! And don't suffocate!"
"You don't have to tell us that, we're not BABIES!" Luke said.
Leia jumped into the almost full garbage bag, and it sealed over her, then rolled down the garbage chute.
"Wonderful girl!" Han said. "Either I'm going to learn how to grill hamburger from her, or I'm beginning to like her!"
"You know, that's an odd thing to say, Han!"
"You're tellin' me! Only good thing about this gig is I get paid to say it! Get in there!"
"Rwwar!"
"Oh, wait! Chewie first! Almost forgot! Continuity! Get in there, you big chocolatey oaf! I don't care what you smell! Get in there! Don't worry about it!"
Chewie gets into another trash bag and goes down the chute.
"Wonderful girl-"
"Yeah, we know!" Luke said, then he dived into another bag.
Han fired his last few salvos of cole slaw, then dived into another bag as well. "Yeaaaaaaaahoooooooooooo-ah, ack!" He starts to smother on the trash bag, then holds his breath to get control of things. Leia was right, he thought, as he slid down the garbage chute.



To Be Continued in......

NIGHT OF THE DIETCOLA!!
or
Y'ALL SOME STRAIGHT GARBAGE!