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Molly adjusted her party hat and whispered, "Bill, are you absolutely certain about this?" "Certain? Molly, I've been certain since Tuesday. The Henderson twins are turning six. Six-year-olds don't check credentials." "They have a bounce house. With a zipper." "So we use the zipper." "Bill, I'm forty-three. I pulled a hamstring reaching for a donut last week." "Then we'll go slow. Methodical. Professional." Molly pulled out a napkin and sketched furiously. "Look, we enter through the 'Adults Only' cooler area, bypass the clown—" "The clown is terrifying." "—confiscate the gift table, and escape through the 'Happy Birthday' banner." "Brilliant. What's our cover?" "I'm thinking 'Aunt Carol.' You?" "I was going with 'Uncle Steve who definitely knows where the bathroom is.'" "Steve doesn't exist." "Steve is a state of mind, Molly." She sighed. "Fine. But if a child asks me to do the hokey pokey, I'm leaving you." "Deal. Though honestly, at this point, I'd consider the hokey pokey a successful distraction." "Bill, that's not how distractions work." "Everything's a distraction if you're committed, Molly. Now, cake or no cake?" "Absolutely cake." "See? We're already professionals."