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Molly said, "Bill, the birthday house has forty presents, a bouncy castle, and a suspiciously armed pinata, which means trouble." Bill replied, "Molly, I can pick the lock, hide in a giant cupcake, and pose as a party favor, easily." Molly continued, "Our van is painted like a clown, our ropes smell of gummy worms, and our disguises itch terribly." Bill answered, "Do not worry, partner, because the children only see a very harmless uncle with a big red nose." Molly whispered, "At noon, the cake clown will recite poems, so we can swap every present for a sock puppet." Bill muttered, "If a toddler notices us, we simply offer him a lollipop and apologize in broken English, quickly, please." Molly grinned, "After that, we load all the presents into the ice cream truck, except the one with laser eyes." Bill sighed, "Molly, stealing birthday gifts feels slightly wrong, but insurance money pays for our new motorhome, which is nice." Molly hissed, "Forget morals, Bill. We wear the elf suits, lift the tablecloth, and roll away with every shiny box." Bill nodded, "Perfect. We meet the party, compliment the bunting, pocket the toys, and vanish before the juice boxes arrive."