Friendship isn't just about racking up numbers on Facebook. (No, seriously.) In The View from Saturday, it's a lot more like some sort of weird, mystic connection that bonds you in creepy, telepathic ways. By the end of the novel, The Souls aren't individuals so much as they're four different aspects of the same person. Frankly, we might just rather post on someone's wall.
Konigsburg suggests that The Souls could not have won the Academic Bowl without being good friends.
In The View from Saturday, Mrs. Olinski gains the most from friendship.