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The inflatable bounce house loomed, a garish pink monstrosity. Molly squinted. “Seriously, Bill? A six-year-old’s birthday? This is rock bottom.” Bill adjusted his oversized novelty glasses. “Think of the haul, Moll! Untapped potential. Parents overspend. Kids don’t appreciate. We’re providing a service, really.” “A service to our bank accounts, maybe.” Molly flipped open her lock-picking kit. “What's the plan beyond ‘blend in and grab the loot’?” “Charm, darling. Pure charm. I’m thinking… clown.” Molly choked. “You are *not* thinking clown.” “Why not? Distraction! Plus, I’ve always wanted to honk a nose.” Bill winked. “Absolutely not. You’re going as a particularly enthusiastic magician’s assistant. I'll pose as the face painter. We stick to the periphery, snag the presents during musical statues, and vanish." “Musical statues! Excellent! Though I maintain a red nose would benefit the operation.” Molly groaned. “Just…no nose, Bill. Please. And try not to trip over any toddlers.” “No promises.”