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Molly crouched behind the hedge and unfolded a crayon map. Bill adjusted his clown wig and sniffed the cotton candy air. “The bounce house sits east of the kitchen, so we use the service entrance.” She tapped the gift table and chewed her lip. “Caterer sees everything from there. She’s got hawk eyes.” Bill shook his head and rolled a lollipop between his palms. “Then wait for the piñata. Everyone’s blindfolded, including the hawk.” Molly nodded and traced the piñata with her finger. “Forty gift bags through a bouncy castle? Bold.” He snorted, then rolled it. “They’re under the craft table. We slide them out the back.” “Into the petting zoo. That goat hates me.” She folded the map with a slow grin. “Then we use the goat. No one questions a man with a goat.” Bill sighed and rubbed his temples. “No goat. We’ll take the clown car parked by the dumpster.” Molly poked his chest. “Fine. You get the car. I’ll spill juice for chaos.” He stared at the dumpster as if it had betrayed him. “Balloon animal emergency. Clowns love emergencies.” She shrugged. They bumped fists and crawled out of the hedge already dressed as party entertainers.