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"Absolutely not," Molly said. "We are not dressing up as clowns." "It's the perfect cover, Molly. Nobody suspects a clown." "Everybody suspects a clown, Bill. That's the whole point of clowns. Kids scream, parents call the cops, we're in a lineup by dinner." "Fine, then what's your genius plan?" "We go as caterers. Nobody looks twice at the guy carrying a cake." "You want me to carry a fake cake into a seven-year-old's birthday party." "I want you to carry a fake cake full of rope, Bill. Focus." "And the presents? There's gonna be, what, thirty gifts on that table?" "Forty. I counted the RSVP cards on their fridge." "You broke into their house already?" "I broke into their recycling bin. Relax." "So we grab forty presents, in broad daylight, at a party with bouncy castles and probably a magician." "There's a magician?" "Says so on the invitation you stole." "Then the magician's our distraction. Everybody watches the magician, we load the van." "You've thought about this." "I think about everything, Bill. That's why I'm the one holding the cake." "It's my cake." "It's my rope."