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Molly adjusted her Santa hat, the jingle bells sewn into the brim clinking softly. "You sure this is the right house? The sign says 'No Adults Allowed.'" Bill squinted at the balloon archway. "Relax, we’re practically kids at heart. Besides, the presents are in there, and the parents are all distracted by the magician." "Right, because a grown man in a reindeer onesie won’t raise suspicion." Molly sighed. "What’s the plan again?" "Simple. You distract the clown, I grab the gifts. We’re in and out before the piñata gets a crack." Molly groaned. "I hate clowns." "Then don’t look at him. Just spill your drink on his shoes or something." "Classy." She adjusted her fake beard. "And if someone asks why we’re here?" Bill grinned. "We’re the surprise entertainment. Now go make a scene." Molly took a deep breath. "Fine. But if I get stuck in a balloon animal, I’m blaming you." Bill clapped her on the back. "That’s the spirit. Now move—before the cake gets cut."