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Molly and Bill crouched behind a bounce house at the party. Through the plastic, they heard kids shreek in high-pitched chaos. "The gifts are by the cake," Molly said, her eyes darting toward the table. "I'll cause a diversion with the clown. You grab the presents." Bill adjusted his fake nose, sweat dripping down his chin. "Clowns terrify me. Remember when I tried balloon animals? I made a snake pop in a kid's face. It cried for an hour loudly." Molly rolled her eyes and pulled out a puppet shaped like a rabbit. "Forget clowns! Use this. Sing a silly song while I load the sacks." "But singing is worse," Bill whined, his voice cracking. "I once yodeled and the dog attacked. I still have the scar." He lifted his shirt to show the mark. Molly shoved him toward the party with a firm push. "We need this, Bill! Pay the rent or live in a van forever. Now go be the rabbit!" He stumbled into the party, muttering, "This is a new low, robbing from toddlers." Behind him, Molly began filling her bag with colorful boxes, a grin spreading across her face. "We're going to be rich!" she whispered.