Molly adjusted the oversized inflatable hat perched precariously on her head. "Are you sure this is the best cover, Bill? We look like escaped parade floats." Bill, clad head to toe in a lurid purple rabbit costume, adjusted his equally oversized bow tie. "Relax, would ya? Kids' parties are crawling with distractions. Nobody notices a giant duck and an oversized bunny. Besides," he lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper, "easier to stuff the loot in these bad boys. Talking maximum plush-toy capacity." Molly snorted. "You and your plush toys. This better be worth it, Bill. I have a reputation to maintain." Bill winked. "Have I ever steered you wrong, doll? Think of the resale value! A whole generation, traumatized, unable to sleep without their precious Fluffybottom the Bear." "You're a moral black hole, Bill." "And you love it."