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Molly spread the birthday invitation across the kitchen table like a treasure map. Beside it lay two rubber noses, a sack, and Bill's handwritten diagram of the bouncy castle, labeled CERTAIN DEATH. “We enter as clowns, grab the presents, and vanish before cake.” Bill examined his nose with the suspicion usually reserved for undercover detectives. “I refuse balloons. Last time, one recognized me personally.” Their target was Oliver's seventh birthday, an event promising thirty guests and enough wrapping paper to conceal a medium elephant. Molly had identified the weak point: everyone would be distracted when the magician produced a rabbit. Bill had identified another: neither thief could drive wearing clown shoes. They compromised on sensible footwear and deeply unsettling wigs. At noon, Molly tested the sack by stuffing it with empty cereal boxes. Bill practiced an innocent expression in the toaster. The toaster declined to cooperate. Then came the final complication. The invitation specified that every adult must bring a present. Molly stared at their dwindling criminal budget. Bill silently offered his prized lockpick set, already wrapped in newspaper. Outside, an accordion wheezed ominously. For the first time in their partnership, they wondered whether robbery might require a gift receipt.