A fierce Darth Maul, cloaked in shadowy robes, sits casually on a futuristic bench in a dimly lit cantina, his menacing red and black face adorned with intricate tattoos, deeply engrossed in savoring a giant, overflowing sandwich, its vibrant layers of intergalactic ingredients spilling out as he takes a determined bite, while the soft hum of distant spaceships resonates in the background.