Barbie: (reading a newspaper) Oh! (runs off) Mail's here! Fanmail, Gala invites, Marriage proposals. (GASPS) EEEEEEE! (grabs a really large envelope) Skipper: (runs in the room) I heard the squeal! Is that it?
Barbie opens the envelope and holds the contents in the air
Barbie: Ha! My driver's license! Skipper: How is it that you don't have your license? Aren't you a race car driver?
Barbie thinks about what Skipper said
On the confessional couch
Barbie: You know. I've had so many careers, it's hard to keep track of all 135 of them. And counting!
Nikki and Teresa: EEEEEEE! Nikki: Can you drive Teresa and me to the beach? The forecast calls for sunny with a chance of a whole lot of cute guys! Teresa: (giggles)
Barbie looks worried
On the confessional couch
Barbie: I have my license, but the truth is, I never learned how to drive!
Ken: (offscreen) I heard the squeal! Barbie: I'll call you later! (Barbie hangs up and hides her license behind her) Ken: So, where is it?
Barbie shows Ken her license
Ken: EEEEEEE! Barbie and Ken: EEEEEEE! (holding hands and jumping up and down) Ken: You've been waiting a long time for this, (kneels down and opens a small box) So I wanted to give you something for this special occasion. Barbie: It's gorgeous!
Barbie grabs what was in the box, which is a pair of keys
Ken looks at the instructions while construction noises are heard in the background
Ken: Aha! Aha! Okay! Barbie, does this look like a Schlond Poofa to you? Barbie: All done!
Ken turns around and drops the Schlond Poofa, looking at the assembled car agape
On the confessional couch
Ken: (voice cracking) Do I mind that Barbie showed me up by putting that car together? Nope! Doesn't bother me a bit! Besides, can she do this? (deep voice) 'Go Ken!
In the car. Barbie is in the driver's seat and Ken is in the passenger's seat
Ken: Now for a quick check of the mirrors and we're ready to go Barbie: (alternating between moving forward and backwards quickly, causing her and Ken to be shoved back and forth) Is—this—how—you—do—it?
Barbie is shown driving in front of the sky, appearing to be moving rapidly
A bike bell is heard ringing as Chelsea bikes past them. The camera pans out to reveal a picture of the sky moving behind by two workers in the opposite direction. Barbie is revealed to be moving very slowly. Barbie then stops.
Teresa: To the beach! Barbie: Well, I'm still not very good at this whole driving thing. Nikki: Twelve-footers are been spotted at Point Doom! Teresa: And there's some really big waves too!
Nikki looks at the camera confused
Barbie presses down on the accelerator and drives off, leaving Ken behind holding the Schlond Poofa
