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Molly unrolled the floor plan across the bakery table. “The presents are in the living room, beneath a banner reading HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NED.” “Any guards?” “Six-year-olds. Armed with cake.” Bill studied the map. “We’ll need disguises.” Molly produced two paper hats. One said CLOWN; the other, VOLUNTEER. “Choose your fate.” “I’d rather face the cake.” They slipped through the garden gate, crouching behind a balloon shaped like a giraffe. Inside, children shrieked around a magician, whose rabbit had just escaped beneath the buffet. “Now,” whispered Molly. Bill sprang up. “Good afternoon! We’re here to—” “Entertain!” Molly finished, juggling three oranges she’d found in her pocket. The children applauded. The birthday boy stared at Bill’s hat. “You’re the volunteer?” “Against my better judgment.” While Molly led a conga line toward the kitchen, Bill gathered the presents into a laundry basket. He’d just reached the door when a girl blocked his path. “Where are you taking those?” “Back to the… present factory.” “That’s not a real place.” “Neither is the tooth fairy, and yet she has excellent logistics.” Molly appeared beside him. “Abort!” They bolted, pursued by children, a rabbit, and the magician, who demanded his hat back. At the gate, Bill glanced into the basket. “Empty?” “Full of birthday cards,” Molly said. “The presents are still inside.” “Good,” said Bill. “We’ve accidentally committed the only kind of robbery that improves the party.”