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"Alright, Bill, the target," Molly said, tapping a sparkly invitation. "Daisy’s eighth birthday. Presents." "Presents? Molly, please," Bill droned. "Low-stakes. Crayon art, sticky plastic, maybe a tired board game." "Think bigger. Unopened Lego sets, Bill. I saw a Death Star box! That’s gold!" "Opposing forces? Fairy costume and twenty hyperactive eight-year-olds on sugar. Tiny, grabby piranhas!" Bill shivered. "My plan: 'lost puppy' ploy. Classic tear-jerker, instant distraction. Puts their empathy to work." "Puppy? Too many variables. What if they refuse return? We can't facilitate child pet ownership." "Fine. 'Acrobatic clown' then. I climb, you divert with my amazing balloon animals." "Your balloons resemble deflated, ill-tempered sausages, Molly. No. Subtlety. 'Misplaced hamster' gambit. Fuzzy. Irresistible." "Hamster? Bill, that's practically emotional trauma for youngsters!" "They’ll be cooing. Won’t notice us clearing the gift table. Genius." "Okay, but if ‘Mr. Nibbles’ bites me, you owe me a very expensive adult present." "Deal. Exit strategy? Synchronized tricycle escape."