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Molly wiped sweat from her forehead. "The coast is clear." Bill held a net. "Why tulle?" "It catches plastic." Bill sighed loudly. "This is insane." Molly pointed at balloons. "The theme is dinosaurs." "We look like velociraptors." "I feel foolish." They whispered. "The piñata is presents." "No, presents. Only presents." Bill checked his watch. "We have fifty minutes." "Plenty of time." "Not if the clown sees us." Molly grinned. "I am the clown." "You have makeup smeared." They crept toward the gift pile. "Too many bags. Where do we put them?" "My coat?" "It's too big." He opened the bag. "Bill, stop stalling." "Silence." Suddenly the lights flickered out. "Did you hit the switch?" "Tripped." "Run." They jumped over garden hedge. "Did we get it?" "Look in the bag." He held a bear. "I got a present now." "That counts." "Good job." "Let's go." They ran into night. She grabbed bag. He looked at hand. Air smelled like cake. They moved as shadows.