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Molly adjusted her fake mustache and peered through the hedge at the bouncing castle. "This is insane, Bill. We're not stealing from a bank, we're crashing a kid's party. What if they have a piñata guard?" Bill grinned, checking his clown wig. "Relax, Mol. We go in as entertainers. I juggle, you do face painting. While the little monsters are distracted by cake, we bag the presents. Simple." "Simple? There's like thirty screaming six-year-olds in there," Molly hissed. "One of them looks like he could take us both. And is that a magician? We hate magicians." "Exactly why it's perfect," Bill whispered. "Nobody suspects the clowns. We'll blend right in. You grab the gift table, I'll cause a distraction with my balloon animals. Who doesn't love balloon animals?" "I don't love balloon animals, Bill. And what about the parents? They're not idiots." "Parents? They'll be too busy filming everything for Instagram. By the time they notice the presents are gone, we'll be halfway to the ice cream truck with enough loot to retire." Molly sighed. "If we get caught because some kid wants his face painted like a dinosaur, I'm blaming you." "Deal. Now quit whining and practice your silly voice. Time to steal Christmas... in June."