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“Molly, why are we robbing a children’s party?” Bill asked. “Because the presents are pre-wrapped, and nobody expects a getaway van shaped like an ice-cream truck.” “I don’t have an ice-cream truck.” “You do now. I stole it from a clown.” “At least the clown won’t file a report.” “Remember the aquarium job?” “The one where you tried to bribe a shark?” “So, plan?” “We arrive during ‘Pin the Tail,’ masks already on. Everyone thinks we’re entertainers.” “My mask is a ski mask.” “Call it a modern mime.” “And the loot?” “Gift table. We sweep it like hungry librarians. You bag, I distract.” “How do you distract six-year-olds?” “I announce a surprise game: ‘Guess Which Adult Isn’t a Parent.’” “They’ll guess us.” “Exactly. While they point and scream, you load presents into the truck.” “What about the parents?” “Parents will be filming, not thinking. I’ll hand out cupcakes; sugar is the great equalizer.” “Exit route?” “Through the bounce house. Nobody can chase you with dignity.” “And if we’re caught?” “We say, ‘It’s a magic trick,’ then vanish.” “How do we vanish?” “Smoke bombs and a piñata.” Molly grinned. “We hit at three.” Bill sighed. “Fine, but I’m keeping the piñata.”