Sowing the Seeds of Misinformation

It was me. I am Suspect Zero. Patient X. The gossipy gardener from whence this nasty seed of misinformation was planted.

It all started at a restaurant when a certain Mother said her daughter used to dance. We were not discussing ballet, however a less refined form of dance. I looked around the table and with only TWO daughters to choose from picked the likeliest candidate.

Who knew there was a THIRD STEP DAUGHTER out there to whom she was referring. One single little STEP in front of the word DAUGHTER and this whole thing would never have taken ten years to straighten out.

So for the written record:
She was not an exotic dancer. She has never danced except at parties with all of us and when she does that it is fully clothed.