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Molly peered through the hedge at the bouncing castle in the backyard. Colorful balloons bobbed in the breeze, and a mountain of wrapped presents sat temptingly on a picnic table. "This feels wrong, Bill. They're just kids." Bill adjusted his fake mustache nervously. "Look, we're professionals. Besides, think of all those unopened toys just sitting there." "What if we get caught by a bunch of eight-year-olds? That's not exactly going on my criminal resume." "The plan is foolproof. You distract them with balloon animals while I grab the loot." Molly squinted at him. "Since when do you know how to make balloon animals?" "I don't. I figured I'd just tie some knots and call it modern art." A group of children suddenly ran past their hiding spot, screaming with sugar-fueled energy. One kid was wielding a foam sword, chasing another dressed as a princess. "Bill, I think we're outgunned here." "Nonsense! What's the worst that could happen?" As if summoned by his words, a massive Great Dane bounded over to investigate their bush, tail wagging enthusiastically. "I think we need a new plan."