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“Right, so, the bouncy castle. Logistics are… sticky,” Molly said, meticulously sketching a diagram on a napkin. “Sticky like Grandma’s fruitcake? Because I’m opting out of any involvement with that,” Bill replied, pushing a half-eaten donut around his plate. “We’re after presents, Molly, not geriatric dessert.” “It’s the only access point! Little Timmy’s dad is obsessed with surveillance. We need to bypass it.” “Bypass it with a glitter bomb? Seriously?” “Don’t be ridiculous. A cleverly placed distraction. Perhaps a sudden, dramatic rendition of ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’?” Bill stared at her. “You’re suggesting we interrupt a five-year-old’s birthday party for musical theatrics?” “It’s a *strategic* theatrical distraction! Think of the chaos. The presents! ‘Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…’” “Just… get the shrink ray. I’m buying a large pepperoni pizza.” “Excellent. Operation ‘Sugar Rush’ is a go.”