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Molly counted glitter on her fingers and whispered, "Okay, Bill, the plan is simple: we sneak into a birthday party, grab every present, and vanish before anyone notices us." Bill laughed nervously and replied, "What about the bouncy castle, the clown, and the children who fight like tiny professional wrestlers?" Molly grinned and answered, "Easy. I distract the clown with my legendary balloon animal skills and interpretive dance, you distract the parents by pretending your van broke down, and we both grab the loot while everyone screams about cake and pinatas. Then we escape through the garden before the party games resume." "And if the dog smells us, or the twins confront us, or someone notices we have zero invitations and suspiciously empty sacks, what then? We panic, surrender immediately, and blame the clown because he started this whole ridiculous caper yesterday. I refuse to clean glitter again this week." "Relax. We will look innocent, smell like sunscreen, and leave before the magician makes the presents disappear permanently. If anyone asks questions today, we say we are delivering a very important piano, then we run, scream, and never return to this neighborhood again. Pinkie promise, right, mate?" She winked decisively.