Under the flickering streetlight, Molly sketched out their master plan on a greasy napkin. The scent of pizza wafted through the night air, making the plan seem more like a plot for an after-school special than a famous heist. Bill watched, his face screwed up in concentration or possibly indigestion from the pizza. Molly pointed vigorously at her doodle of a clown and a mountain of presents. "We’ll mix in during the magic show," whispered Molly, careful not to let her words carry beyond the dim light. "You sure those kids won’t notice?" Bill mumbled through a mouthful of crust. "Nah, kids never suspect the funny bunny assistants," Molly assured with a wink. Bill nodded, still unsure but trusting Molly's knack for unconventional plans, where disguises often involved far more glitter than seemed necessary for a heihst. In preparation, they'd practiced balloon animal shaping and even watched three seasons of a children's magic show. Tomorrow, as Molly tied balloon swords and Bill pulled stuffed rabbits from hats, they'd sneak presents out underneath the guise of helping pack up the show. An entire stash of superheroes, dolls, and games awaited them — prime targets for their most whimsical caper yet.