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Molly leans against the rust‑spotted van, tapping a crumpled flyer. "Okay, we sneak in through the bounce house vent." The bounce house rattles in the wind, quietly hinting a secret entry. "You realize that vent is shaped like a giraffe, right?" Bill snorts, eyeing the giraffe‑shaped vent. "That's why I brought the laser cutter, stealth like a giraffe doorway." Molly brandishes a sleek laser cutter, its red light humming. "We won't cut cake, we'll swap it for dummy and pocket prize." Bill chuckles, imagining a fake cake that bursts with confetti. "What about clown? He has a screaming horn when we get close." Molly points at the noisy entertainer, planning to mute him. "I'll jam a whoopee cushion, his blow won't be the only pop." Bill laughs, picturing the clown's horn merely wheeze. "Ten piñatas, six goody bags, and a giant unicorn need a strategy." Molly sketches a quick plan, marking piñatas and a giant unicorn. "We blend as the magic show, you handle bunny, I grab treasure." Bill nods, adjusting his fake magician hat while Molly checks the timer. "Fine, if we get caught, we blame the hamster." They grin, engine rumbling, as the van rolls toward kids' party.