"Bill, are you sure this is a good idea?" Molly whispered, eyeing the bouncy castle in the backyard. "Of course, it’s a goldmine, Molly. Think of all the gifts!" Bill’s eyes gleamed with mischief. "But what if we get caught? It’s a kids’ party." "Come on, when have we ever been caught? Besides, it’s foolproof. We go in, grab the loot, and out we come. Simple." "Simple? Bill, there are clowns and face painters and a bouncy castle. It’s a circus in there." "Exactly! The more chaos, the easier our job. We’ll blend in." "Blend in? In these getups?" "Hey, you’re the one who picked out the pirate and superhero outfits. I said we’d be incognito, not invisible." "Fine, but if we end up in jail for stealing from kids, I’m blaming you." "Deal. Now let’s get this over with. I’ve got plans for all those action figures and board games." Molly sighed. "Alright, but remember, no touching the cake. That’s just low." "Who are you, my mother? Let’s do this."