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Molly adjusted her sunglasses, peering through the window at the glittering backyard. "Bill, we’re gonna need a distraction. Like, *extra* glitter." Bill wiped his brow, already plotting. "I’ll distract the parents with a *very* convincing story about my ‘allergic reaction’ to the cake. ‘It’s just a little… *sneezing*.’" Molly grinned. "Perfect. Then we hit the presents. But first—" She pulled out a tiny, stolen flashlight. "—we need to know if the door’s locked. *Or* we just break it in." Bill groaned. "Molly, we’re *not* breaking and entering. That’s *criminal*. Unless we’re doing it for *art*." Molly tossed the flashlight. "Then we’re doing it for *art* and *presents*. Deal?" Bill sighed, but the glint in his eye said he’d already forgotten the rules. "Fine. But if we get caught, I’m blaming *you* for the ‘accidental’ fireworks display." Molly clapped her hands. "Deal! Now—*where* do we start?"