Barbie's alarm clock turns to eight while Barbie is sleeping
Alarm Clock: Barbie! Barbie! Wake up and greet the day! Here you go! Here's your morning bouquet!
The alarm clock pops out a bouquet of flours. Barbie grabs the bouquet and sniffs it contently. She goes to the bathroom and is about to brush her teeth when she realizes she has bed head
Barbie: Yikes! Gotta tame this crazy hair! ("crazy hair" echoes as Barbie flashes-back)
Outside a theater
Barbie exits a limo parked at a red carpet while paparazzi take photos of her
Paparazzi: Hey! Barbie! Over her! Over here! Barbie!
Ken holds out his elbow to Barbie, and she puts her arm in his elbow. They head down the red carpet when Raquelle appears in front of them with bedhead
Raquelle: It's your lucky day, paparazzi! Feast your eyes on this! (silence) What? (Raquelle looks in a mirror) AAAHH! Why is it always me? How come this stuff never happens to Barbie?
Barbie thinks about what Raquelle said
In the bathroom
Barbie thinks of an idea
Barbie: (gasps happily) I'm gonna make this Raquelle's best day ever! All I need is, umm... duct tape, some pea soup, rubber boots, and a few turkey feathers.
Raquelle: Hello all! Please no pic— Barbie!? What happened? Did you cut your hair?! You know it never grows back. Barbie: (depressed) Oh! This is all I can pull together.
On the confessional couch
Raquelle: Look at her! Has she lost her style sense? Oh, who cares? I'm the star today!
Barbie: Your outfit's amazing, Raquelle! Maybe you could give me some fashion tips? Raquelle: Me? Yes! No! I mean, finally! Teresa: Hi, girls!
Teresa and Nikki are both wearing Barbie's outfit
Barbie: What happened to you two? Nikki: Don't be so modest, Barbie. You know you invented this look, and it's taking the world by storm—Trashin' Fashion!
The TV shows a model on a runway wearing Barbie's clothes. The women in the restaurant rush over to admire Barbie, leaving Raquelle all alone
Raquelle: (annoyed) You people want wacko? Check this out! Give me that!
Raquelle takes a bowl of yellow food and dumps it on her head, making her hair wet
Raquelle: Hey! What about this? Crowd: (murmurs discontentedly) Raquelle: Oh! I give up! Barbie: Genius! Talk about a daring, cutting edge look! Snaps to you, Raquelle! Crowd: (murmurs happily) Raquelle: It's all in the soup, people! Check it out! Crowd: (continues to murmur)
Raquelle puts the bowl on her head, and the crowd goes over to Raquelle
Raquelle: Easy, folks! You'll all get your turn to be souped up!
Ken enters The Restaurant in his underwear holding his steering wheel and teeters dizzily, with his eyes rolling around
Barbie: Ken? Ken: Relax, Barbie. It's just a concussion-induced dream. Barbie: Uh, Ken? (whispers) This isn't a dream.
All the women stare at Ken
Ken screams and runs out of The Restaurant, crashing into something and causing the steering wheel to roll away