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Skipper: What's up?
Barbie: My BFF is coming to stay with us for a couple of days!
Skipper: How many BFFs do you have?
Barbie: You guys are gonna love her! Oh...and there she is!
--Summer crashes through the Dreamhouse ceiling on a hang glider--
Summer: Barbie! It's been forever! You look gorge! Your place is amaze! (gasp) No way! Are these your sisters? They're adorbs!
Stacie: Hi. I'm Stacie. Barbie says you're pretty good at tennis.
Summer: Me? I'm okay! Do you play? Wanna play? LET'S PLAY! You must be Chelsea. You wanna skip some rope later on?
Chelsea: That would be awesome!
Summer: Skipper, right? How about a marathon session of Call of Fashion 3 after dinner?
Barbie: I knew it. They love her.
--Chelsea's flipping through the Dreamhouse kitchen, everything empty--
Chelsea: I thought these things never ran out!
Summer: Morning, Chelsea! You gotta grab a balanced breakfast. You gotta! Most important meal of the day!
--Stacie stumbles into room, collapses--
Chelsea: What happened to you?
Stacie: SUMMER happened to me. I've got tennis elbow, soccer ankle, climber's knee, and football butt.
--Chelsea looks confused--
Stacie: Don't ask.
--Skipper waiting outside bathroom, Summer rushing in and out to change for all her sports--
Skipper: UGH! Come on! Who builds a Dreamhouse with 36 hot tubs but only one bathroom?
--Barbie looks up from her magazine, startled by her sisters--
Chelsea: Summer ate all our food.
Stacie: I can't survive another game of surprise dodgeball!
Skipper: And I'd like to take a shower before I graduate high school.
Barbie: Come on, guys. It's just for another day.
Summer: Hey, guys!
--Summer is hanging upside down on a rope--
Barbie: AAH! Uh, hey Summer. Everyone here feels that perhaps you've been a little...competitive.
Summer: Competitive? Me? That's crazy! I challenge you to a pose-off!
Barbie: What? No, we were just...
Summer: Scared? Worried I'll win? Lost your edge?
Barbie: You're on!
Skipper, Stacie, and Chelsea: CAGE MATCH! CAGE MATCH! CAGE MATCH!
--cage being lowered over Summer and Barbie--
Summer: Ready for an old-school pose-down?
Barbie: Oh, you think you can handle this?
--Barbie and Summer strike many poses, Summer wiping her forehead--
Summer: (gasping) I give! You win!
--Skipper Stacie, and Chelsea cheering--
Barbie: Summer, what's up?
Summer: I'm outie!
Barbie: Why? I know you don't like to lose, but come on-
Summer: What? No! I just bought a house across the street! Now we can have pose-offs EVERY DAY! Later skater!
--hops on a hovercraft, zooms away--
--Skipper, Stacie, and Chelsea faint--