"Bill, you look ridiculous in that clown suit." "Excuse me? You’re wearing fairy wings." "I blend in! Fairies are classic. Clowns are terrifying." "That’s the whole point. The kids will be too scared to look at me twice." "And the parents will call security." "Molly, do you want the presents or not?" "Of course. But we need subtlety, not scariness." "Says you. I brought a balloon dog distraction." "Balloons don’t distract six-year-olds for long." "If you do your sparkle dance, I’ll sneak the gifts into my bag." "Sparkle dance isn’t a thing." "You wore glitter boots. Commit to the role." "Fine, I’ll improvise. But Bill?" "Yeah?" "Don’t eat the cake this time." "One bite. Last time was stress-eating." "Remember, Mrs. Jenkins will recognize us." "She can barely recognize her own twins in those masks." "Still. Keep your hat low." "Do you have the present bag?" "Under my tutu, obviously." "Perfect. We’re in, get your game face on." "My face is literally painted on." "Try to look less… murdery." "No promises." "Okay. Let’s do this." "After you, Fairy Queen."