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Molly peered through her binoculars at the colorful balloons bobbing in the backyard. "There's our target, Bill. Little Timmy's birthday bash." Bill scratched his chin. "A kids' party? Seems a bit low, even for us." "Low? It's genius! Think of all those shiny new toys and gadgets." "I don't know, Molly. What if we get caught?" She lowered the binoculars and smirked. "By a bunch of sugar-high six-year-olds?" "Fair point. So, what's the plan?" Molly gestured to their van. "We go in disguised as clowns." "Clowns? You can't be serious." "Oh, I'm dead serious. We entertain the little brats while casing the joint." Bill sighed. "And then?" "We strike during the cake-cutting chaos. You distract, I grab." "Fine. But I'm not wearing the red nose." "Deal. Now help me with this ridiculous wig." As they donned their costumes, Bill muttered, "I can't believe we're doing this." Molly grinned, applying garish makeup. "Buck up, partner. It'll be a piece of cake." "Was that a party pun?" "You bet your clown shoes it was."