Molly leaned in, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "So, how exactly are we getting past the parental patrol at this kiddie bash?" Bill chuckled, rubbing his hands together. "We blend in, of course. I’ve already got the polyester clown suit downstairs. You can be the mascot balloon animal." "Balloon animal? Are you kidding me?" Molly groaned. "What if they ask me to make a giraffe?" "Stick to dogs and cats. Kids love those. Plus, you can hide the presents in the balloon bunches." Bill winked. Molly frowned. "And what about security cameras?" Bill smirked. "I’ve got a device to jam them. It’s either that or we’re dancing the night away in front of the screens." Molly rolled her eyes. "Fine, but I get first pick of the loot. Candy counts." "Deal. But I get the piñata. After we knock it down, of course." "Knock it down? More like sneakily unhook it and lift it out of there." Bill nodded. "A heist inside a heist. I like it. Now, let’s go get those costumes on and get this party started."