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Molly adjusted her tiny sunglasses, peering at the gated party through the fence. "Bill, we’re *so* close. Just one more step." Bill wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans. "Yeah, yeah. But what if the parents notice we’re not in our costumes? Last time, we got caught in a *very* embarrassing dance-off." Molly groaned. "We’re not wearing costumes. We’re wearing *disguises*. Like, *actual* disguises. You’re a librarian, remember?" Bill groaned. "Fine, fine. But if we get caught, I’m blaming you. You’re the one who suggested *this* plan." Molly grinned, already untying her backpack. "Then we’ll just say we’re here to ‘borrow’ the presents for a *very* important research project." Bill rolled his eyes. "Ugh, *research*. Like, we’re not even *reading* the books. We’re just—" "*Stealing them*," Molly interrupted, tossing a fake library badge at him. "Now, let’s go. And if we get caught, I’m telling the cops you’re a *very* dramatic actor." Bill sighed, but he was already sprinting toward the fence. "Fine. But if we get caught, I’m *not* doing the ‘I’m a librarian’ bit. I’m just *running*."