"I will be," Barbie smiles. "A COMPUTER ENGINEER!" "Really?" A voice sounds through the speaker of her laptop. It's Ken. "You see, it's more of a boys thing. You should just be a model or something. You're pretty." Barbie scowls at the webcam, "Ken. I can be ANYONE I WANT. Okay? And I don't need you telling me I'd rather be a model because I'm PRETTY." Barbie hangs up and enjoys the rest of her yoghurt while writing some code for her new game.