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Molly spread the floor plan across the van dashboard. "Okay, the bounce house is the primary obstacle." Bill squinted at the paper. "We go around it." "You can't go around a bounce house, Bill. It's an ecosystem. Kids detect movement. We need cover." "I'm not wearing a clown suit." "Who said clown? I said dinosaur." "Dinosaur is worse. More surface area." Molly tapped a room marked BALL PIT. "Entry point. We go in through the ball pit, blend with the plastic spheres, crawl to the gift table, and extract." "What about the piñata situation?" "Handled. I hired a magician. He does a forty-minute card trick routine. Every adult will be checking their watches and every kid will be crying." Bill nodded slowly. "That's diabolical." "I know. Now, the presents are wrapped, which means noise. We need to move them out silently." "Trash bags?" "Trash bags. Black. Industrial. We look like caterers leaving early." "What if someone asks?" "Tell them the cake gave you a migraine." Bill folded the floor plan and put on his dinosaur head. "I still look ridiculous." "You look invisible. Let's go steal Christmas."