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Molly crouched by the fence while Bill checked the balloons. "Are you sure the parents leave the presents out?" Molly whispered. "They always do, it's a six year old's birthday, it's pure chaos," Bill said. "We go in at eight, grab everything, out by eight fifteen." "Eight is cake time. There will be frosting everywhere." "Perfect cover. Nobody questions adults with sugar on their faces." "And if a kid asks what we're doing?" "We tell them we're the Lost Present Recovery Team. Kids love official sounding teams." "We don't have uniforms." "We have black coats and bad intentions. That's basically the same thing." "The invitation said no adults without a child." "I am a child at heart. Very much still at heart." "Bill, you're forty two." "And you love stealing plastic dinosaurs from toddlers." "Fine. You distract the clown, I grab the presents." "Deal. And if we get caught we say we were looking for the bathroom." "Brilliant plan. What's the contingency?" "We eat cake and run." "Now you're thinking."