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Molly spread the blueprints across the greasy diner table, her finger tracing the layout of the suburban home. Bill leaned in, his coffee mug leaving a ring on the corner of the diagram. "Seriously? A kids' birthday party?" Bill whispered, raising an eyebrow. She nodded, a mischievous glint in her eye. The room was mapped out with precision - entry points, security camera blind spots, and the location of the gift table. Wrapped presents stacked like a treasure trove of potential scores. Bill drummed his fingers on the table, calculating. The party would be packed with distracted parents, sugar-high children, and a mountain of potentially valuable gifts. Electronics, collectibles, gift cards - all ripe for the taking. The perfect mark lurked behind balloons and birthday cake. Molly pulled out a detailed schedule. Party starts at 2 PM, peak chaos around 3:30. Parents clustered in the kitchen, kids running wild in the backyard. Their window would be tight but perfect. Costume rental was already confirmed - they'd blend in as catering staff. "We're really doing this?" Bill muttered. Molly's smile was pure predatory intent. "Birthday presents are always the best haul."