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"You got the floor plan?" Molly asked. "Photographed it when I dropped off my nephew," Bill said. "Living room, kitchen, presents on the gift table beside the sliding door." "The sliding door with the bouncy castle directly outside it?" "That's not an obstacle. That's an escape route." "Bill, it's a bouncy castle." "You bounce, you vault, you're over the fence in seconds. Kids do it constantly." "Kids weigh forty pounds! You'll bottom out and they'll have to rescue you with a spatula." "Fine. Plan B. We go in as the entertainment. I bought a magician's outfit." "You can't do magic." "I don't need to do magic. I need to look like a man who's seen magic done. Watch." He palmed a sugar packet. "Nothing up my sleeve." "Where'd the sugar go?" "That's the trick. Nobody knows. That's showmanship." "Breathtaking. Okay, new plan. We wait for the piñata. Every adult looks at the piñata. Every adult has always looked at the piñata. It's a psychological weakness built into parents." Molly nodded slowly. "That's actually clean." "We grab the table and we're gone before the candy hits the grass." "What about the birthday boy?" "He's five. His memory is a goldfish. By nap time, we're legends."