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Molly spread the birthday invitation across their kitchen table while Bill inspected a clown nose with the suspicion usually reserved for safes and unpaid invoices. “We enter as entertainers, distract everyone with balloon animals, and leave with every present. Simple. Elegant. Absolutely no crawling through vents dressed as woodland creatures.” Bill lowered the nose. His previous encounter with children's entertainment had ended in glitter poisoning and a restraining order from a very aggressive birthday magician. “I refuse balloon duty. Last time, my giraffe looked like a subpoena. Besides, what if the children notice us taking their presents? Children remember faces.” Molly produced two enormous gift bags and a clipboard. Bill immediately brightened; clipboards were his preferred disguise, narrowly beating fake mustaches and confident municipal nodding. “We'll say we're conducting mandatory present inspections. Every toy must meet strict standards for suspicious rattling, excessive wrapping, and crimes against batteries. Nobody questions paperwork.” From upstairs came a thump. Their landlady's daughter appeared wearing a paper crown, followed by six toddlers. Bill quietly abandoned the clipboard beneath his chair. “Molly, why does that invitation have our address? And why is that tiny princess holding handcuffs? Please tell me those are part of the entertainment.”