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Rinea had never been a fan of group PTAs, mostly because Berkut always insisted he attend alongside her. It’d been the usual complaints and backhanded compliments while planning a bake sale- until Margret asked where she and Berkut had met? He’d replied dancing, and Karen snippily commented that it must’ve been exotic- which’d sent her husband into a rage over the implication Rinea had been a stripper, and there went the night.