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Molly whispered conspiratorially, "Bill, the party starts at noon, the clown arrives at twelve fifteen, and every distracted parent will be watching balloon animals instead of the gift table." Bill grinned widely, "Perfect, Molly, you wear the inflatable dinosaur costume, waddle inside, distract the children, while I slip through the kitchen carrying an enormous empty cake box." Molly groaned dramatically, "Why am I always the dinosaur, Bill? Last time you promised I could be the magician, pull rabbits from hats, and hide presents under my cape." Bill shrugged helplessly, "Because magicians need talent, Molly, whereas dinosaurs only need enthusiasm, tiny arms, questionable balance, and absolutely no shame when demanding cake from terrified toddlers." Molly sighed, "Fine, but if one child pulls my tail again, I am roaring, scattering cupcakes everywhere, and escaping through the bouncy castle like a prehistoric queen." Bill nodded, "Deal, I will park beside the garden fence, load every present into laundry sacks, whistle innocently, and blame the magician if anyone asks awkward questions." Molly laughed, "Brilliant, we grab bicycles, train sets, dolls, games, chocolates, and that giant teddy bear wearing sunglasses because obviously my apartment desperately needs one." Bill winked, "Absolutely, partner, let us celebrate early."