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"Okay, Bill, run it back. What's the plan?" "We go in as clowns." "Why clowns?" "Nobody questions a clown, Molly. A clown can walk anywhere. Hospitals. Banks. Weddings." "Clowns absolutely get questioned at weddings." "Fine. Not weddings. But a seven-year-old's birthday? We're royalty." "And the presents?" "Stacked on the table by the bouncy castle. I've been casing it for three days." "From where?" "The hedge." "Bill, the mom called the police about a hedge man." "That was a different hedge man." "There are two hedge men?" "It's a competitive neighborhood." Molly rubbed her temples. "Okay. We get in. Then what?" "I do balloon animals. Big distraction. While they're mesmerized, you load the presents into the van." "Can you make balloon animals?" "I can make a snake." "That's just a balloon." "It's a very confident balloon. It believes in itself." "And the getaway?" "My cousin Terry's ice cream truck." "Terry who got arrested for selling ice cream in January?" "He's a visionary, Molly." "And if the kids notice?" "They're children, Molly. They're three feet tall. What are they gonna do?" "Bill, it's a karate party." Bill went pale. "...Right. New plan. We go in as karate instructors."