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“Molly, why are we robbing a birthday party?” “Because, Bill, the presents are concentrated in one location, wrapped, labeled, and guarded by adults distracted by cake.” “They’re children’s presents.” “Children own surprisingly valuable things. Tiny drones. Game consoles. That robot dinosaur with laser eyes.” “Won’t the parents notice two strangers?” “Not if we blend in.” “You’re wearing a black turtleneck and carrying a crowbar.” “It’s a very festive crowbar.” “And I’m dressed as a clown.” “You insisted.” “I said I owned a clown suit. I didn’t say it was a strategic asset.” “It gets us through the gate. You’re Mr. Giggles, hired entertainment. I’m your assistant, Sparkles.” “My name is Bill.” “Tonight, it’s Sparkles.” “What’s the plan?” “You distract the children with balloon animals. I slip into the gift room, load the sacks, and exit through the garden.” “What balloon animals can I make?” “Dogs?” “I can make one dog, and it looks like a purple intestine.” “Perfect. Children adore intestines.” “What if the birthday kid recognizes us?” “Does he know us?” “No.” “Then he’ll be thrilled. Children are naturally trusting. That’s why they invite clowns into their homes.” “This feels morally slippery.” “Bill, we steal jewels from dukes.” “Yes, but dukes deserve it.” “Fine. We’ll leave the kid one present.” “Which one?” “The purple intestine.”