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“Okay, run it by me again,” Molly said, adjusting her ski mask. “We’re robbing a birthday party?” “Not robbing. Liberating,” Bill whispered, peering through the hedge. “The presents are just sitting there. Unguarded. It’s a goldmine of Frozen-themed merchandise.” “We’re stealing from children, Bill.” “We’re stealing from parents who bought too much. That’s ethically different.” “How?” “Because the kids don’t pay for anything. They just cry when it’s gone. The parents cry when they see the credit card bill. We’re actually providing emotional release.” Molly sighed. “And the bouncy castle?” “Decoy. I’ll inflate it with the helium tank from the clown’s car.” “You’re going to steal the clown’s helium?” “I’m going to borrow it. Permanently.” “And the magician?” “I’ll distract him. I told him I’m a talent scout. He’s doing card tricks for me right now.” “You’re a terrible liar.” “I’m an excellent liar. He thinks I’m from Disney.” “Disney doesn’t scout at a backyard party in Jersey.” “He doesn’t know that. Look, Molly, do you want a Paw Patrol ride-on or not?” She paused. “...They have Paw Patrol?” “The big one. With the working lights.” “Fine. But if we get caught, I’m telling them you’re my therapist.” “Deal. Now grab the gift bags. I’ll handle the cake.”