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Molly spread the birthday invitation across a dumpster. Bill adjusted his stolen clown nose, which squeaked with devastating professional indignity. “Molly, why does the invitation say mandatory unicorn attire?” “Because rich children are tyrants, Bill. We enter as entertainers, locate the presents, and leave before cake.” “Before cake? That's not a heist. That's a tragedy with logistics.” “Focus. You're the balloon artist.” “I can make a snake.” “Excellent.” “It's an uninflated balloon. Very realistic. Dead snake.” “I'll distract the parents with magic.” “You know magic?” “I make their valuables disappear.” “Classic. What about security?” “One grandmother, two terriers, and a magician named Amazing Keith.” “Keith owes me money.” “Everybody owes you money.” “That's because I believe in people, Molly. Also, terrible bookkeeping.” “We take every present.” “Even the educational ones?” “Especially those. Nobody suspects criminals carrying fractions.” “What if the birthday child cries?” “We'll leave something.” “My snake?” “Your snake.” “Molly, that's monstrous.” “Fine. We'll steal only from the adults.” “And leave the presents?” “Yes.” “And stay for cake?” “Apparently.” “Good. Because I already promised Amazing Keith we'd help with cleanup, and the grandmother says my balloon snake needs a sweater. Honestly, this operation has become dangerously wholesome already, Molly.”