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“Do you think the clown is on our side, or is he undercover security?” Bill asked, adjusting his fake mustache. “He’s a hired act, Bill. He doesn’t care about the loot. He cares about the cake,” Molly replied, checking her watch. “What if the parents see us trying to steal the wrapped boxes?” “Then we become the entertainment. We grab the toys while they’re singing Happy Birthday off-key.” “It’s a birthday party, Molly. There are toddlers everywhere. They are unpredictable.” “Toddlers are the best security. They cry, parents panic, we vanish into the night.” “What about the piñata? Isn’t that usually full of candy?” “That’s where the real money is. Hidden inside the plastic donkey. We crack it open.” “A donkey? I thought it was a unicorn.” “It’s a llama, Bill. Focus. We don’t have time for animals.” “I’m just saying, if a kid bites me, I’m suing the entire family.” “You won’t get bitten. You’re wearing the mascot suit. You’re invisible.” “The suit is itchy. It smells like old cheese.” “The money is itchy, too. Ready to go?” “Let’s do this. For the loot. And the cheese smell.” “For the loot,” Molly agreed, opening the van door.