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Molly unfolded a floor plan across the counter while Bill inspected a cupcake with the suspicion usually reserved for fingerprints. “We enter disguised as magicians, then vanish with all presents.” “I refuse to wear a cape after last Tuesday’s incident.” His cape had caught fire, although Bill maintained the smoke had significantly improved his performance at the local retirement home. “Fine. We pose as balloon artists with suspiciously large pockets.” “My pockets are normal. The balloons simply lack professional ambition.” Molly sketched arrows toward the gift table, which sat beside an inflatable bouncy castle guarded by one highly territorial goose. “That goose will be our biggest obstacle, not birthday security.” “I’ve negotiated with geese. Their demands are mostly stale bread.” Outside, children shrieked happily as a clown arrived carrying a cake shaped like a police car, complete with flashing lights. “Perhaps stealing presents from children is a particularly terrible idea.” “Obviously. But we’ve already rented the industrial balloon pump, Molly.” They watched the birthday girl hand her first present to a younger child, who hugged the box like actual treasure. “New plan: we steal every present, then return them anonymously.” “Counterproposal: buy cupcakes, then escape before that goose notices us.”