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"So we waltz in dressed as clowns?" Bill asked. "Exactly. Nobody questions clowns at a kid's party," Molly said. "What about the presents?" "We stuff them in the balloon bags." "Clever. And the cake?" "We're not stealing cake, Bill." "Why not? It's right there." "Focus. We grab the gifts, we leave. In and out, three minutes." "What if a kid recognizes me?" "From where, exactly?" "I do birthdays on weekends." Molly stared at him. "You're a part-time party clown?" "It pays well, Molly. Children love me." "That's actually perfect cover. You distract them with balloon animals." "I only know the giraffe." "One animal?" "And a sword. Sort of." "Make the sword, hand out giraffes, I'll clear the gift table." "What if the parents are watching?" "They never watch. They're all on their phones." "True. My last gig, a dad missed his own kid's face-planting in the piñata." "See? We're invisible." "What's our escape route?" "The bouncy castle." "We escape through a bouncy castle?" "Behind it, Bill. There's a fence." "I can't climb fences. My knee." "Then we take the minivan." "Whose minivan?" "Doesn't matter. Keys are always in the diaper bag." "Molly, you're a genius." "I know. Now grab your nose."