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Molly flattened the blueprint across the steering wheel. "Okay, Bill. The Johnsons' living room. Twenty-seven presents, one piñata, in and out before the clown arrives." "What if the clown's early?" "Clowns are never early. It's a law." "Is it?" "Bill." "Right. Sorry. What's my costume again?" "You're a magician. I told you this." "A magician." Bill frowned. "Molly, I don't know any magic." "Neither does anyone at a children's party. Just pull a coin from behind a kid's ear." "I can't do that!" "Then pretend the coin got lost. Kids love a tragedy." Molly checked her watch. "I'm the balloon artist. I make a giraffe, I make a dog, I make a distraction. You load the presents into the bouncy castle." "Into the bouncy castle?" "It's inflatable, Bill. We carry the whole thing out like a sack." "That's... actually brilliant." "Thank you." "What if a kid's inside it?" Molly paused. "Then the kid comes too. We'll drop him at the neighbors'." "We're kidnapping a child now?" "Borrowing. We're borrowing a child. Temporarily. Keep up, Bill." "Why is our getaway car a minivan with 'Happy Birthday Timmy' on the back window?" "Camouflage." "Genius." "I know."