"Okay, Bill, let's go over the plan again," Molly whispered, eyeing the brightly colored house from their van parked across the street. "Right, Molly. So, I sneak in posing as the clown, right?" Bill muttered, fiddling with a squeaky red nose. "Yes, and I'm your glamorous assistant. But remember, the real trick is swiping the presents while the kids are distracted by your balloon animals." "Got it. How long do I stall them with my magic act?" "Ten minutes tops. I'll be mingling, making sure the parents are watching you and not the gift table." Bill chuckled, "Imagine their faces when they find out the clown made their presents disappear instead of the rabbit." "Focus, Bill. When I cough twice, that's your cue. Start wrapping things up with your grand finale." "The old bunny-in-the-hat trick, got it! And you'll have all the gifts in the magic props box?" "Exactly. Quick and smooth. No child left with a present." Molly grinned, pulling on her glittery top hat. "Ready to be the most infamous party crashers in town?" "Ready as I'll ever be," Bill replied, stepping out of the van with a bag of tricks.