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Molly spread the party flyer over Bill's knees like evidence. The Henderson backyard glittered with balloons cupcakes and suspiciously wealthy toddlers. Bouncy castle lungs heaved beside the fence like wounded dragons. Bill drew escape routes on a napkin shaped like Florida. Their alibi involved juggling badges from a discount magician shop. Molly called it Operation Pinata Vatican because stealth deserved pageantry. Bill called it burglary with juice which lawyers describe badly. They needed ribbons scales and moral flexibility before clown naps. Molly grinned like a raccoon in stolen sequins and whispered, "Wear the caterpillar suit and bless every single gift bag." Bill clutched the juice box like a sacred union contract. "Fine but if anyone sings I become legally invisible again." The plan demanded entering during musical chairs when parents blinked. Presents would migrate into laundry hampers labeled definitely not stolen. The cake decoy would sneeze glitter while Bill complimented magicians. Molly packed three nets two gloves and one apology card. Bill practiced looking harmless until his eyebrows filed formal opposition. At two they would strike gentle as ballerinas carrying crowbars. If caught they would claim the presents needed emergency hugs. Then vanish leaving only bubbles suspicion and one delighted raccoon.