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"Alright, Bill, we’re hitting the Johnson’s birthday bash at three. Kids’ll be sugar-high, parents distracted—perfect chaos." "Chaos? More like a warzone. Last time I saw that many five-year-olds, one bit me." "Focus. You take the left flank, I’ll hit the gift table. We grab, we go." "And the clown?" "Bribe him. Kids love clowns, clowns love cash." "Molly, I’m allergic to balloons." "Then don’t pop any. Just move fast. In and out before the cake’s even cut." "Fine. But if I get stuck in a bouncy castle, I’m blaming you." "Deal. And if you eat any of the loot—" "I know, I know, you’ll make me wear the princess tiara." "Damn right. Now, you got the fake invites?" "Yeah, but mine says ‘Bill the Birthday Boy.’" "Close enough. Just don’t let anyone sing to you." "Too late. I already practiced my solo." "Bill." "Kidding. Mostly."