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Molly and Bill crouched behind a shrubbery, peering through the branches at the brightly lit backyard where a children’s party was in full swing. Streamers fluttered in the breeze, and a piñata swung lazily from a tree branch. The scent of cake and excitement filled the air. Molly adjusted her black beanie, her eyes narrowing as she surveyed the scene. “You seeing what I’m seeing?” Bill whispered, his voice muffled by the scarf wrapped around his face. “Yeah,” Molly muttered. “A logistical nightmare.” Bill pointed at a cluster of gift-wrapped boxes piled near the bouncy castle. “There’s the loot. We grab and go.” Molly shook her head. “Too obvious. They’ll catch us before we even get the first one.” Bill scratched his chin, his brow furrowing. “Clown disguise?” “Worse,” Molly said. “You don’t look good in polka dots.” They sat in silence for a moment, watching as a group of children chased bubbles blown by a frazzled parent. Suddenly, Molly’s eyes lit up. “The piñata,” she said. Bill blinked. “You want to steal candy?” “No,” Molly grinned. “We rig it. Lower it down like a basket, load it with presents, and hoist it back up. They’ll think it’s part of the game.” Bill chuckled. “You’re a genius.” “Obviously,” Molly said, already rummaging through her bag for rope. “Now let’s make this party unforgettable.”