Even in the Galactic Empire’s tool of planetary destruction, the Death Star, they’ve got to eat. Darth may sound like he could inhale soup but he needs his nourishment, what with all the choking and throwing.

And where do they go? Why the Death Star canteen, of course. And it’s just like any other canteen; noisy, busy, with slops being served up by people who haven’t got a clue. Eddie Izzard knows all about it.