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Molly spread the birthday party invitation across the diner table, tapping the address with her finger. "Timmy Henderson's seventh birthday bash," she said. "Bouncy castle, petting zoo, and approximately forty wrapped presents worth two grand, easy." "You want to rob a kid's party?" Bill asked. "Not rob. Redistribute." "That's stealing, Molly." "These rich brats get iPads and gaming consoles. You know what I got for my seventh birthday? A library card." Bill stirred his coffee. "How do we get in?" "You're the entertainment." "What?" "Bingo the Clown canceled. Food poisoning." "I'm not wearing a red nose." "You'll wear the whole outfit. While you're making balloon animals, I'll load the van." "This is insane." "Three minutes, tops. You distract, I extract." "What if they recognize us?" "From where? Our charity work?" Bill sighed, already seeing himself in oversized shoes. The plan was ridiculous, sure, but rent was due. "Fine. But I'm not doing magic tricks." "You'll do whatever seven-year-olds want, including magic tricks." "I hate you." "Save it for tomorrow. We hit the party at two."