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“Molly, tell me we’re not seriously doing this,” Bill whispered, eyeing the inflatable slide. “We’re absolutely seriously doing this,” Molly said. “Step one: be cute. Step two: be invisible. Step three: steal Christmas.” “Step three feels suspicious,” Bill said. “It’s not suspicious if we do it politely,” Molly replied. “How do you steal politely?” “We ask the presents if they’d like to come with us,” Molly said. Bill snorted. “Presents don’t talk.” “Not out loud,” Molly said. “But I bet they squeak when you lift them.” Bill leaned closer to the door. “What’s the plan if someone yells ‘Where are the presents?’” “Then we scream back, ‘Right here!’” Molly said. “Like… really loudly?” “Like enthusiastic aunts,” Molly replied. “Smile, wave, and claim we’re ‘present wranglers.’” Bill swallowed. “We’re present wranglers?” “Professionally,” Molly said. “You juggle. I carry. Together we become unstoppable.” “You’re calling this unstoppable?” Bill asked. “It’s unstoppable,” Molly insisted. “Also, you’re wearing the cat hat. Nobody suspects a man in a cat hat.” “I feel like I’m about to get adopted,” Bill murmured. “That’s the spirit,” Molly said. “Now, timing: when the birthday song starts, we move.” “And if the clown notices?” “We compliment the clown,” Molly said. “Then we distract it with glitter.” Bill blinked. “Glitter?” “Trust me,” Molly said. “Glitter solves everything.”