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"Bill, are you sure this is the job?" Molly whispered, eyeing the colorful streamers. "It's a kindergarten birthday." "Trust me, Molls," Bill replied, adjusting his tiny plastic tiara. "Kids get the best loot. Unopened Lego sets? Goldmine." "But there are clowns," she hissed, pointing at a man juggling balloons. "Clowns are just cover. Nobody looks at the clown when the cake comes out." "I don't like the bounce house. It looks suspicious." "It's inflatable, Molly. That's all it is. Now, what's the plan?" "We wait for 'Happy Birthday,' then grab the pile by the slide." "Perfect. I'll create a distraction with the piñata." "You're going to hit a donkey with a stick?" "Exactly. Chaos is our friend. While they cry over broken candy, we vacuum up the gifts." "Vacuum? Bill, we don't have a vacuum." "Metaphorically, Molly. We scoop. Fast and quiet." "What if a parent sees us?" "We say we're the entertainment. The Magician and his Assistant." "You're the magician?" "Obviously. Now put on this nose. Blend in." "This feels wrong, Bill. Stealing from toddlers?" "Think of the resin figurines, Molly. Think of the gift cards. We're doing this for us." "Fine. But if a toddler bites me, I'm leaving you behind." "Deal. Here comes the cake. Get ready to magic some presents away."