Summer lifts the table off of its stand, lifts it above her head, and growls as game pieces fall to the ground
Summer: Uh... I'll go pick those up. Teresa: (giggles) Wow! We are really bad at this! Nikki: I think we've played every game in existence. (a box falls) Barbie: Wait! I have one more amaze game upstairs. Ryan: (runs to Barbie) I call Barbie's partner! Ken: (runs to Ryan) You can't! (holds up clipboard) I reserved that spot (points to Barbie) for all of tonight! (more paper rolls down on to floor from clipboard) And forever! Barbie: Aw, Ken! (Barbie leaves for elevator) Ryan: Bet you didn't reserve being her handsome game getting chaperone. (runs to Barbie) Ken: (stares at clipboard) Uh... no.
By the elevator
Ryan goes inside the elevator Barbie is in
Barbie: (gasps) Ryan! We're exceeding the elevator's one doll occupancy limit! Ryan: Then we better stand super close.
Ken: (holds up ten fingers, then eight) Teresa: Okay, eighteen words. Ken: (points to his shoe) Teresa: Fall fashion sale at Malibu Mall, but they're all sold out of the cool boots in your size. Ken: Yes! Another point for us! Midge: How does she do that? Summer: We're up Raquelle! Let's do this! Raquelle: (looks at card) High heels. Summer: (face palms) That's not how you play. You're supposed to act out the word! Raquelle: That's how I play. Summer: WE'RE! GONNA! LOSE! Raquelle: Whateves. Midge: Our turn! (holds up four fingers) Nikki: Four words. Midge: (shakes head, holds up four fingers again) Nikki: Uh. You're holdin' up four fingers. Midge: (shakes head) That's all I can do! I don't have fully articulated fingers.
Inside the elevator
Blissa is shaking elevator, causing Ryan to be even more scared. Barbie is looking through a compartment of random items
Ryan: We're goners! We're going to die before we've truly lived! Before I confess how much I love... myself! I love yourself. I love, love, LOVE YOU!