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“Bill, remind me why we’re robbing a children’s party,” Molly whispered. “Because, Molly, the rich are easy, the guards are bored, and the presents are all sitting there like tiny, glittering vaults.” “Tiny, glittering vaults?” “Don’t mock the craft.” “I’m mocking the target. It’s a clown cake and a bouncy castle, Bill.” “Exactly. No one expects professionals.” “Professionals don’t usually wear face paint.” “We’re not wearing face paint. We’re wearing ‘entertainer masks.’” “Your mask has a mustache glued crookedly on it.” “That’s called disguise.” “That’s called a craft-store emergency.” “Focus. You take the table by the magician, I’ll distract the parents.” “With what? Your personality?” “With sincerity. Parents love a man who says, ‘I’m not here to judge your cupcake choices.’” “You’re going to say that?” “I’m going to say it with confidence.” “And the presents?” “Bag them fast.” “Including the giant one marked DO NOT SHAKE?” “Especially that one.” “What if it’s fragile?” “What if it’s cashmere?” “What if it’s a puppy?” “Then we retire immediately.” “Bill, if that box barks, I’m blaming you.” “If that box barks, Molly, we are finally in the right business.”