"Target is confirmed," Bill whispered, scanning the yard. "Six-year-old’s birthday party. High sugar intake, low attention spans." "Excellent," Molly replied, checking her watch. "What’s the sit-rep on the primary obstacle?" "The bouncy castle?" "No, the parents. Specifically the one with the camera." "Neutralized. They’re busy arguing about gluten-free options. We have a thirty-second window on the gift table." "Thirty seconds? That’s tight. Are we facing the plastic tablecloth or the paper?" "Paper with ducks. Static electricity is a factor." "Damn it, Bill, I told you to bring the anti-static spray. We’ll be stuck to the wrapping paper." "It wasn't on the list! The list said 'bolt cutters'!" "For the ribbons! You can’t just untie a professional bow in a heist, you have to slice it." "Okay, look, focus. The bicycle is the crown jewel. We grab the Huffy, we ignore the clothes." "What about the cards? There’s cash in those." "Too risky. Opening a card takes manual dexterity. We stick to the boxed goods. Move on my signal." "What’s the signal?" "When the clown drops a balloon." "He drops them constantly!" "Exactly. It’s go time."