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Molly whispered, “Bill, the piñata is not the score. The presents are stacked by the bounce house.” “So we go in as clowns?” “No. Clowns draw attention. We go as balloon artists.” “Same thing with better pockets.” “Your job is distract the magician. My job is empty the gift table into the jumper.” “Into the castle? Kids will see.” “Kids see what they want. They’ll think it’s a prize portal.” “What if the dad guards the Lego yacht?” “Compliment his grill. Men abandon yachts for tongs.” “Fine. What’s our signal?” “When you hear kazoo chaos, we bounce.” “That’s terrible.” “That’s adorable. Nobody suspects adorable.” Bill squinted. “Why do you have a fake mustache?” “Why do you have a real one?” “Fair.” A clown horn honked inside. Molly froze. “Did you RSVP?” “To a felony? No.” “Good. Criminals with manners get caught.” “Then why bring cupcakes?” “Cover. And leverage. Move, Bill. The princess magician is sawing a grandma.” “Is the grandma a volunteer?” “Only from the waist up.” “Then I’ll rescue her shoes.” “Leave the shoes, grab the mountain bikes.” “Molly, this plan has heart.” “It has twelve presents and a fog machine. Steer the unicorns.”