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Molly and Bill crouched behind a hedge, studying the birthday party through binoculars. Molly lowered them and whispered her plan. “The presents are stacked beside the cake. We get in, grab everything, and leave before anyone notices our suspicious sack.” Bill adjusted his paper crown, which had slipped over one eye and made him look unusually regal for a burglar. “What about the clown? He keeps staring at me like he knows I stole his parking space last Tuesday, Molly.” Across the lawn, a magician pulled a rabbit from a hat. The rabbit promptly pulled another rabbit from his pocket. “Ignore him, Bill. You distract the children with balloon animals while I casually relocate their alarming mountain of gifts outside.” Bill inspected the balloon pump. Its instruction label featured a warning about choking, explosions, and the dangers of attempting giraffes. “I can make a snake, a worm, or a very disappointed giraffe. Are you sure this is a sound plan?” A little girl appeared at the hedge and offered them two party bags containing stickers, cake, and a tiny whistle. “Actually, Bill, new plan: we accept these, attend the party, and never mention the sack to our parole officer again.”