"Alright Molly, walk me through this," Bill said as he examined the blueprints of the Rainbow Hall, where the birthday party was about to take place. "Sure thing, Bill." Molly nodded, tapping a manicured finger on the detailed map. "The presents are going to be kept in this room here, right next to the kitchen. Possible entry points are the back door and the window to the side." Bill leaned in closer, squinting his eyes. "That window looks tricky... I can't exactly blend in with the jungle theme once I'm inside." "Oh, you're going to love the getup for this one," Molly replied with a mischievous grin. "I got you a very authentic gorilla costume. No one will suspect a thing." "A gorilla? You do remember we're supposed to be discreet, right?" Bill raised an eyebrow. "Hey, going as a gorilla is being discreet. It's not like you're going in the flower pot costume like me." Molly shrugged. "You got the lock picks ready?" átky<|start_header_id|> for now. Also, have the car backup ready just in case. This many kids in one place, there's bound to be too many eyes and cameras. I don't want us caught on the way out." "Bingo's taken care of that." She ticked off each of their accomplices on her fingers. "Sam's hackers are in their system now. And Derek will be around the corner in the unmarked police car - just in case of an emergency getaway. So when do you want to make our move?" As soon as the kids start getting restless. That's when the adults start pre-occupied. Which reminds me..." Bill's smile widened. "What did you do with the sugar substitute this time?" "Nah, not the laxatives. I didn't want a parent-child stampede like the last time. Try robbing a present table is hard enough without a bunch of puking kids thrown in." Molly chuckled. "This time we're going for simplicity. I got these caffeine inhalers. Easy as sprinkling them in the punch." "A caffeine high? That's your big play?" Bill inhaled sharply. "Don't knock it till you try it, Bill. Little kids are hyper on a normal day. The pump-up will be nearly imperceptible." "Nah, it'll be honest." He snorted. "Diminutive pre-schoolers, with enough energy to blast the roof off the place." "As we're getting the goodies out, they'll be spiraling into a whirlpool of nap resistance. Adults trying to usher them to sleep cots that'll go unused, worried eyes on them. In that melee, we'll make our exit, quiet as a statue." "You might be a child-peddling monster, but you really are a freakin' genius." Bill threw his hands up in mock feigned exasperation. "Apologies?" Molly corrected, her voice low and dangerous. "Oh, oh, I mean genius Molly, Genius Molly. That's the name." He placated. "Hmm." She hummed thoughtfully. "I like that. Let's use that as your pet name when I get the next job." "Next job! This sure as hell better pay off." He picked up his lock picks. "Oh." Molly cussed, picking up the Gorilla costume. "This one'll more than pay off. Those presents are all gonna be those new high siege electronic toys. We sell online, and we can make a killing." "Definitely more of a############################## payoff now." "Clean that up," Molly commanded, slapping Bill. "It is unbecoming."