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Molly checked the window. “Okay, Bill, the coast is finally clear. The silly birthday clown is crying right now in the bouncy castle again.” “Why is the silly birthday clown crying now?” Bill asked. “Did someone pop his last balloon animal on purpose?” “No,” Molly said. “He realized the stuffed piñata is actually his union rep. Now listen closely, because this part is important. We sneak in through the gift table, grab every single shiny present, and leave before the kids open the really good loot.” “Every single last present?” Bill whispered. “Even the silly ones wrapped in that shiny dinosaur paper?” “Especially those right there,” Molly said. “Kids absolutely love dinosaurs. That means big expensive toys inside. You take the left side, I’ll take the right side. Seriously avoid the cake; it’s definitely a trap.” “A trap?” Bill said. “What kind of trap is it?” “The kind with radioactive frosting,” Molly said. “Last year I lost a shoe and my dignity to a sprinkle ambush at a stupid party. Ready?” Bill nodded. “Ready. But seriously, if a little toddler bites me again, I’m keeping every single present as hazard pay.” “Deal,” Molly said. “On three. One, two, three, go!”