Author's Note:  I originally wrote this after I saw Undercover Brother a while back, but my computer crashed and then I was in Italy.  So here it is.

Disclaimer:  I don't own Star Wars (but I wish I did) and I don't own McDonald's (cuz we all know that Burger King is so much yummier)

McLando's

            "I'm hungry."

            Luke would have turned to look at Mara, but piloting a speeder in Coruscant's rush hour traffic was a demanding job.  "I think I am, too.  What do you want?"

            "I don't know.  I'm kind of in the mood for a burger."

            "Are there any Bantha Burger Kings nearby?"

            "I don't think so—hey look!  Does that say what I think it says?  Move closer."

            Luke maneuvered out of traffic and into the parking lot of one burger joint.  A bright yellow neon sign proclaimed "McLando's: Grand Opening!"

            Luke and Mara walked inside the building, wincing at the bright yellow and red décor.  They walked to the counter, where Lando was wearing a bright red shirt and a yellow visor.  He turned and smiled a huge, fake smile  "Hi, welcome to McLando's—oh.  What are you two doing here?"

            "We were wondering the same thing about you.  What happened to Dometown?"

            Lando mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like it contained the words "Tax collectors" and "Rodian mafia".  "Well, anyway, fast food pays pretty well.  If things go as planned, I should be opening a McLando's every few megablocks, and then they'll go off-planet."

            "Uh-huh."  Mara did not sound impressed.

            "I'm in talks with a Corellian burger joint I'm hoping to buy out," Lando said hopefully.

            "Look, we'll take a Big McLando, a Quarter Pounder with cheese, a large order of fries, and two Diet Cokes."

            "That'll be 8.62.  Thanks for dropping by, you guys."

            Luke and Mara grabbed their order from an annoying yellow alien fry cook.  They hurredly walked out of the building and got in their speeder.  Once they were safely out of viewing range of McLando's, they began laughing hysterically.

            "What was he thinking?!" Luke choked out.

            "Big McLando?  He's a bit overconfident!"

            Luke turned and stared at her.  "How do you know that?"

            "Uh, never mind.  Luke, watch out for that—"

            A large airtruck narrowly missed hitting them.  On the side, Lando's giant airbrushed face stared at them, proclaiming, "Did somebody say McLando's?"