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Molly tapped the blueprint of the Henderson mansion. "The party starts at three. Every kid will be in the ballroom by 3:15, and the presents sit in the east parlor." Bill squinted at the sketch, a half-eaten churro dangling from his lips. "What about the clown? Last time, he juggled a flaming torch at me." "Ignore the clown. We go in as the balloon delivery crew." Molly slid two inflated pink balloons across the table. "Stick these on your head." "Why would a balloon delivery guy have his face covered in a pillowcase?" "Because you're the Easter Bunny's assistant, Bill. Kids love that." "Fine." He adhered the balloons to his cap. "And when the presents are gone?" "We swap them with the spare boxes filled with socks. Then we vanish before anyone opens a thing." Bill grinned. "Socks. Genius. Nobody cries over socks." "Exactly. Now stop eating the blueprint."