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Molly adjusted her neon tutu and whispered, How much longer until the clown starts juggling? Bill groaned, rubbing his fake beard, The clown is already here, Molly. I told you, we just blend into the chaos. But look at that pile of loot, she hissed, pointing toward the mountain of glittery wrapping paper. Do you see a security guard? It is a toddler birthday party, Bill muttered, straightening his oversized foam shoes. The only security here is a tired mom with a juice box. We need a distraction, Molly insisted, clutching her plastic wand. If I jump in the ball pit and start screaming, can you grab the toy chest? No, Bill hissed, snatching her wrist. We are supposed to be professional party guests, not raving lunatics. Professional guests do not steal the presents, Molly countered, scanning the room for exits. I am grabbing the remote-controlled cars while you distract the magician, he commanded. And if he pulls a rabbit out of his hat? Then you better make that rabbit disappear, Molly. Fine, she grinned, adjusting her glittery wings. But I get the biggest gift. Deal, Bill whispered. Now, let us go ruin these children’s lives.