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Molly adjusted her black turtleneck, squinting through binoculars at the bounce house. It seemed overly fortified for a kids birthday. Bill checked lockpicks, nervous sweat beading on his forehead despite the cool night air. They crouched behind a hedge shaped like a dragon. The target was rich in Lego sets and gift cards. Molly lowered the glasses, her expression grim. This was the biggest score of their careers, assuming they did not get caught by a clown. Bill whispered into the darkness. "Are those clown shoes?" Molly nodded, checking her watch. The parents were distracted by cake. The window was unlocked. They moved silently across the lawn, avoiding sprinklers. Bill held the bag open while Molly reached for wrapping paper. It crinkled loudly. They froze. A toddler stared at them from the window. Molly smiled weakly. "Just checking the gifts." The toddler blinked. Bill gestured for a retreat. They backed away empty handed. The security was too tight. Even the infants were very vigilant. Molly sighed, dropping binoculars. "We need the Legos." "Leave the stuffed animals." "But plush pays bills." They would try the baby shower next week. Bill kicked a pebble in frustration. Their reputations were ruined by toddlers.