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Molly spread the invitation across the dashboard, pinning it beneath a paper crown stolen from a burger restaurant. At three, the living room would contain twenty children, one exhausted magician, and a mountain of presents. “We enter disguised as entertainers, then quietly collect every present.” Bill considered their getaway vehicle: an ice cream van with no ice cream, a broken horn, and THE FUN BEGINS HERE painted on both sides. “Excellent, except neither of us knows any magic tricks whatsoever.” Molly produced a tablecloth, two plastic wands, and a rabbit. The rabbit produced a larger rabbit without assistance. Bill stared. Neither animal belonged to them. At the house, the birthday girl opened the door before they could knock. She wore a sheriff's badge and held a clipboard. Behind her stood twelve children in sunglasses. Molly lifted a wand. A glittering burst erupted from its tip, followed by a wet popping noise. Every present in the room vanished. For one triumphant second, Molly grinned. Then the birthday girl ticked a box on her clipboard, and both rabbits reappeared inside the van, surrounded by presents. The van drove away. Bill checked his pockets. The rabbits had taken the keys.