Molly adjusted her night vision goggles, covered in stickers of cartoon unicorns. Bill practiced his sleight of hand with a juice box, trying to make it disappear up his sleeve while wearing a gorilla costume that smelled vaguely of old popcorn and regret. The zipper was stuck again, forcing him to waddle like a penguin. "Twenty presents, just five minutes max," Molly whispered, checking her watch. "Silent extraction only." Bill nodded, adjusting the oversized banana in his pocket. The birthday girl's backyard fortress featured a bouncy castle that served as perfect cover, plus a chocolate fountain that doubled as a security hazard. They had rehearsed the pinata distraction three times in Bill's garage, though the neighbor's dog kept eating practice candy and vomiting rainbows among the azaleas. Molly pointed to the gift table, currently guarded by a sleeping clown and four sugared-up second graders building a formidable Lego wall. Bill pulled out the blueprint drawn on back of a dinosaur placemat, tracing their route past the face-painting station and around the suspicious petting zoo. He gave two enthusiastic thumbs up. "Operation Birthday Blitz is a go." "Steal the chocolate cake too?" Bill asked. Molly sighed and checked her grappling hook.