Molly leaned against the brick wall, her eyes fixed on the fluttering balloons tied to the lamppost. "Alright, Bill, I've got the layout of the party. Gift table's in the back, but we'll have to navigate through the bouncy castle to get there." Bill scratched his chin, his eyes squinting with skepticism. "A bouncy castle? Aren't you worried about, I don't know, getting puked on?" Molly chuckled. "I've got a puking motion tracker app on my phone. We'll know exactly when to time our entry to avoid any, ah, 'gifts'." Bill snorted. "You're a genius. What's the security like?" "Twin toddlers on the lookout for the Ice Cream Man. They're completely oblivious to our presence. And the parents... well, they're too distracted arguing over whose turn it is to play the pinata to notice we're casing the joint." Bill rubbed his temples. "This is ridiculous. We're seasoned thieves. What's next? Robbing the nursery? Snatching cake from the birthday girl?" Molly grinned. "Hey, the take could be enormous. Think of all those expensive toys and gadgets. We could retire... with a really good kid's entertainment package."