Ken couldn’t help but feel a sense of worry. He wasn’t used to the real world after all, he was a Barbie doll. In fact, the Ken doll! Everything about Venice Beach overwhelmed him. It was loud, colorful, and chaotic. Sure, it reminded him of home in some ways, but this was different. Real.

His eyes darted from one thing to another, completely distracted by all the new sights and sounds. Somewhere along the way, he’d lost Barbie. Panic started to bubble in his chest.

Then—bam—he accidentally bumped into someone.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry!” Ken said quickly, flashing a bright, apologetic smile. Despite his nerves, his tone stayed upbeat, full of curious energy as he looked around at the unfamiliar human world.