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Molly spread out the blueprints of the suburban house across the kitchen table, her finger tracing the layout with surgical precision. Bill leaned back in his chair, sipping coffee and raising an eyebrow. "A kids' birthday party? Really?" Bill asked, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. Molly rolled her eyes. "Don't underestimate the haul. These upper-middle-class parents go nuts with gifts." "How are we getting past the parents?" "Bouncy castle distraction," she said, tapping a point on the diagram. "While everyone's watching little Timmy do backflips, we'll slip inside." Bill chuckled. "You're saying we're going to rob a bunch of six-year-olds?" "Not rob. Redistribute expensive toys to a more deserving cause. Us." Molly winked. "Classy," Bill muttered. "What's the exit strategy?" "Dressed as party entertainers. Magician and balloon artist. Complete with fake mustaches." Bill took another swig of coffee. "This is either brilliance or complete madness." "Why not both?" Molly grinned, sliding a detailed costume sketch across the table. The plan was ridiculous. It was perfect.