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Balloons bobbed above the backyard fence. “We’re robbing a birthday party now? This is a new moral low, even for us.” “Relax, Molly. Kids have short memories and a lot of sugar. They’ll blame the clown.” “The clown is you, Bill. You’re literally wearing the nose.” “It’s a disguise. I blend in. Observe: innocent jester, not hardened criminal.” “Innocent jesters don’t carry crowbars in gift-wrap.” “It’s festive. Also, duct tape has unicorns on it. We’re thematically consistent.” “Walk me through this again. Why not a bank, a museum, something classy?” “Because banks have lasers, and five-year-olds have gelatinous snacks and poor situational awareness.” “So we sneak in, yell ‘Happy Birthday,’ grab everything with a bow, and run?” “Almost. We mingle first. Eat cake, establish alibis, then liberate the merchandise.” “Liberate? Bill, these are Paw Patrol puzzles, not priceless artifacts.” “Value is subjective. Have you seen toy prices? This is basically a high-yield heist.” “What about witnesses under four feet tall?” “Easily distracted. I’ll shout ‘Piñata!’ You sweep the presents into the sack.” “And if someone’s actually hitting a piñata?” “Then we yell ‘Double piñata!’ and improvise.”