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“Bill, tell me you remembered the map,” Molly whispered. “I remembered the map,” Bill whispered back. “I also remembered the balloons are terrifying.” “They’re not terrifying.” “They’re aggressive decorations.” “Focus. We go in through the side gate.” “The side gate has a sign that says ‘Do Not Enter.’” “Exactly. No one ever guards the obvious thing.” “Sounds like the sort of logic that ends with us in a hedge.” “Makes it exciting.” “Does it?” “Makes it profitable. Can you lift the lock?” “I can lift the lock, yes. I can also trip over a crumb.” “That’s why I’m the brains.” “That’s not reassuring.” “Inside, we blend in.” “With what?” “With the other adults.” “I don’t own a paper cone hat.” “Borrow one.” “From who?” “From destiny.” “Right. Destiny. The six-year-old in the crown?” “Don’t point. Act innocent.” “I’m wearing black gloves.” “So? Children love mystery.” “Children love cake.” “Perfect. We’ll let them focus on cake while we take the presents.” “All of them?” “All of them.” “Even the giant one with the wheels?” “Especially the giant one with the wheels.” “That one looks expensive.” “That one looks portable.” “Fine. We grab, we run, we vanish.” “Like professionals.” “Like professionals,” Bill said. “But if anyone asks, I was never here.” “Molly snorted. “Bill, you’re wearing clown socks.” “Exactly,” he said. “Invisible.”