The girls are back in makeup and Maile is telling us she's tired. Rosanna's pouting. Nicole's eating something. The narrator tells us the girls pull it together to take the last shot of the night. It's now been fifteen hours of photography.

More druggy pictures are taken and there's so much lip-gloss I have to squint from the glare. Hair flipping, pouts, vacant stares. Travis sticks himself in for the final two pictures. They cheer themselves a job well done. I take a well-deserved nap during the commercial.

The girls are now all poring over the proofs, as if they get a say in the final shots. They're saying that they have to decide which ones they like more than others. Well, Maile puts it much more eloquently than I ever could: "Like, we have to write on the sticker, like, 'See,' like, 'the cover.' Or, 'Yes, we love it.' But, I'm gonna make notes because I know to use the negs." I don't even know what that means. I'm not even sure if that's what she said because all of the other girls are louder on the tape than she is.

The girls look at one of the desert group shots. Ivette chews on something and gives her approval on one of the shots.

Maile points out one picture and goes, "What's wrong with that one?" Nicole and Ivette take a look at it and someone points out, "Our heads have gotten cut off." I bet Maile's head wasn't cut off in that one.

Rosanna is happy with one picture because "there's a symmetry and also a variety to it." Ivette suggests putting a star next to it so they know it's their very favorite so they use it for all of their promo material. Ana Maria holds up the proofs and says they'll probably only get rid of a couple of the pictures.

Nicole moans that she doesn't like one of the pictures while Ana Maria tells us in a split screen that the first time she looked at the pictures she thought everyone looked gorgeous.

Ana Maria holds the proofs over her face and says, "I like this one they marked too…except I can't see my face." Oh, man. That's funny.

Ivette jams her finger into one of the pictures and wishes that Carlo had shot everything differently. In a split-screen she tells us: "When we got the pictures back…I mean…again. Everybody is their own worst…critic." Ana Maria makes a stink-face to someone in the other screen. Ivette continues: "So, to find a picture the five of us liked? Was nearly impossible."