While looking themselves over, the triplets noticed a photo of them nearby. They remember it being taken when they were around eight, arguing a bit over who got to hold a teddy bear they got from the circus. But the pic's different, it has them conjoined and all three content. "Okay, this is just totally weird," said Olivia. "It's strange I admit," said Nicky, "but right now we have to act like there's nothing unusual. Maybe later we can find out just what's going on. Not wanting to argue, the three sisters who now shared a body walked out of their room into the hallway and make their way to the bathroom. However, the door to the bathroom swung open and out stepped the triplets' oldest brother Patrick with bed head blond hair and a half-bored expression on his face. At first, the three thought Patrick would freak out at the sight of them. But instead, "Sorry Triple-Sis," Patrick muttered. "You can use the bathroom now." He headed for his bedroom and the three sisters stepped inside, a bit confused that Patrick showed no surprise in their current appearance. "Triple-Sis?" Olivia muttered. "You got to admit, it is a pretty cool nickname," said Tiffany. "And it does fit," added Nicky. Olivia shrugged. "Whatever. Let's do our hair and makeup." While they used to look alike as children, mostly to confuse people and mess with their heads, Olivia, Nicky, and Tiffany grew out of it in their teens and strive for their own individual appearances. But now being conjoined, it seemed that their hair and makeup were the only ways they could truly express their individuality as Tiffany takes control of their arms to tie her hair into a ponytail. Soon after finishing their makeup and brushing their teeth, both a bit difficult as the sisters only had two arms between them, the sisters head down stairs to the dining room.