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Molly adjusted binoculars, staring at the bouncing castle. Bill chewed fingernails beside the stolen van. "Are you sure about this specific crazy bad plan?" Bill whispered. "It is easy money, Bill, trust me completely now," Molly replied. "They are very small innocent children," Bill said sadly. "They have too much stuff anyway, honestly Bill," Molly countered. She pointed at wrapped boxes near punch bowl. "What if the entertainer clown sees us here?" he asked. "I will handle the clown personally, don't worry Bill," Molly promised. "He has a very sharp dangerous balloon sword," Bill noted quietly. "I have a military grade taser here," Molly stated firmly. Bill looked at parents dancing nearby in the yard. "We are actual total monsters," Bill declared softly. "We are professionals," Molly corrected him quickly. "Just grab the bags right now," Molly ordered sternly. "Okay, fine," Bill muttered finally. She opened the heavy back doors of the van. Bill grabbed the empty burlap sacks reluctantly. Molly smiled a wicked grin across her face. "Happy birthday to us all," she said loudly. "Let us steal everything now," Molly added greedily. "This feels wrong," Bill whispered again. "Just stop talking," Molly commanded sharply.