I just really love my fake sisters, Mandy and Piper. We've had a really wonderful time. We talk about our eBay purchases.

I love my teammates. They are like my sisters. We wanted to do our best and work hard. We followed our dream, had fun and stuck with it. It's a great feeling.

I'm nice, and I show up on time.

If you're meeting someone for the first time after three hours of hair, makeup, and styling, you've already set the bar too high.

My time at Barnard was fun but stressful. I transferred there from the acting conservatory at NYU, and my Rolling Around On the Floor Pretending to Be a Lion classes didn't translate into many academic credits.

No matter how many years passed or how much responsibility each assumed, they still managed to bicker like bitchy teenagers on a regular basis. In some way, though, each found it comforting; it reminded them how close they really were: Acquaintances were always on their best behavior, but sisters loved each other enough to say anything.