Molly adjusted the oversized clown wig in the reflection of a plastic spoon. It smelled faintly of old pizza. Not ideal, but beggars couldn't be choosers, especially when those beggars were impersonating children's entertainers to pull off the most audacious heist in history. "Ready?" Bill's strained whisper emerged from the depths of an inflatable dinosaur costume. It rustled like a grocery bag full of dry leaves as he shifted. Molly gave him a thumbs up. Time to liberate some loot.