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Molly spread the birthday invitation across the kitchen table while Bill inspected a blueprint drawn in crayon by an unusually cooperative six-year-old named Oliver yesterday. “According to Oliver, the presents are guarded by one clown, two grandparents, and a chocolate fountain. We enter through the garden, pretend to be entertainers, and leave with every gift before anyone notices. Your job is to distract the clown. Mine is to avoid the fountain this time, Bill. Please.” Bill adjusted his fake mustache, which immediately detached and landed on the blueprint, obscuring the location of the swimming pool and several valuable escape routes. “I can distract a clown, Molly. I once distracted an entire brass band by falling into a tuba. But what happens when the children ask us to perform tricks? My only trick involves disappearing from family gatherings, and that usually requires a convincing argument about inheritance and an open window.” Molly produced two enormous costumes from a bag. One resembled a cheerful rabbit. The other resembled a potato undergoing an extremely personal crisis in public. Bill chose the rabbit. Molly chose the potato. Neither noticed Oliver outside the window, selling tickets to their imminent humiliation for five pounds per head.