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Molly crouched behind the bouncy castle, peering at the living room window. "Okay, Bill, here's the plan. You distract the clown. I slip through the back door and grab the presents." Bill adjusted his fake mustache. "Why do I have to distract the clown? Clowns are terrifying." "Because you're the only one who can make balloon animals that look convincing." "Fair point." He sighed. "What if the kid with the glitter face spots us?" "Then we blame the glitter. Nobody questions glitter." Bill glanced at the cake table. "Should we eat a slice first? For stamina?" "Absolutely not. Focus. Forty-two presents, one van, zero cake." "Forty-two. Right." He pulled a crumpled list from his pocket. "Wait, does this one say 'pony'?" Molly groaned. "We are not stealing a pony, Bill." "It's a small pony." "Bill."