"So the target is a six-year-old's birthday party?" "Precisely. Operation Sugar Rush." "What are we after, Molly? Half-eaten cake and a bag of sticky marbles?" "Presents, Bill. Piles of them. High-end construction toys, remote control drones, probably a pony." "A pony? Right. What's our entry point? I've been practicing my Santa." "No chimney. The entry point is the entertainment." "We're hiring a magician?" "You *are* the entertainment. Meet 'Boffo the Clown'." She tossed him a red foam nose. He fumbled it. "Boffo? Can't I be 'Stabby the Jester'?" "No. Boffo is friendly. You'll make balloon animals, I'll secure the gift pile." "I don't know how to make balloon animals." "Just twist them until they pop. They’ll think it's confetti. Distraction is key." "What if they ask for a dog?" "Give them a worm. Tell them it's an 'artisan sausage dog'. Now, our exit…" "Is it the bounce house? I call the bounce house." "The bounce house is not an exit strategy, Bill." "It is if you bounce high enough." He patted his stomach. "I generate significant altitude."