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Molly tapped the blueprint of Maple Street Community Hall. "Third window, left of the piñata closet. The bouncy castle blocks the back door." Bill squinted at the sketch, a half-eaten churro dangling from his lips. "And the guards?" "Two clowns named Doodles and Sparkles. Nobody's ever outrun a clown." "Fair point." He licked sugar off his thumb. "What's our cover?" Molly adjusted her fake mustache. "We're the magicians. Hired by the birthday girl's mother." "Do magicians wear eyeliner like this?" Bill asked, gesturing at his face. "Stop fussing. Tonight we're in, we're out, and every gift-wrapped pony goes in our van." Bill grinned. "Nothing says criminal mastermind like stealing a seven-year-old's birthday." "Hush. Pass me the glitter bomb."