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Molly crouched behind a hedge outside Number Nine in a balaclava, a tutu, and absolutely no shame whatsoever. Molly whispered, "Bill, the coast is clear, but the bouncy castle guy is eating cake like it's a hostage negotiator during a very serious negotiation, honestly." Bill adjusted his scrunchie moustache and nodded seriously at the pink balloons bobbing gently overhead. Bill hissed, "Perfect. We distract the adults with my amazing karaoke, then snatch every present before the magician returns and notices anything missing at all." Molly checked her watch, which ticked loudly enough to wake neighbours and possibly the increasingly suspicious birthday boy. Molly said, "Your karaoke got us banned from a wedding, a funeral, and one very confused library." Bill grinned proudly, producing a coat-hanger grappling hook from nowhere at all. Bill replied, "Then tonight, Molly, we finally use my skills for good. Or at least for toys and expensive chocolate." On cue, the backyard door swung open and thirty children screamed in delight as a mountain of wrapped presents appeared. Molly whispered, "On three, we tiptoe in, grab everything shiny, and run like very naughty elves." Bill took a deep breath and whispered, "One, two, three. Huzzah for presents!"