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Molly stared at the garish bouncy castle. "Bill, this is your most evil idea yet." "It's a strategic redistribution of unwrapped assets." "They're toddlers, not oligarchs." "Exactly. Low security, high yield, maximum cake." "We are not stealing cake." "Fine, just the presents. Look at those gift bags. They're practically begging for a more appreciative home." "How do you propose we get past the balloon arch of doom?" "We blend in. You're Aunt Molly from out of town. I'm your disappointing plus-one." "Believable. I do look like I judge people’s juice boxes." "I'll ‘accidentally’ knock over the magician's top hat, create confusion, you sweep the gift table." "And when someone notices the mountain of missing Paw Patrol?" "Blame the magician. Everyone already half suspects witchcraft." "What about the clown?" "I've never lost a staring contest with a grown adult in a rainbow wig." "You cried at that mascot in the mall." "It stepped on my nachos. Totally different scenario." "Fine. What’s the getaway plan?" "Inflatable slide. We ride down, bags in hand, into the alley." "That is the stupidest, loudest exit ever." "Kids will think it's part of the show." Molly sighed, already reaching for her striped party socks before leaving.