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Molly peered around the corner of the bouncy castle, her eyes darting from side to side. "You sure this is the place?" she whispered to Bill. Bill nodded, adjusting his fake mustache. "Positive. The intel says the birthday boy's parents are loaded. We're talking top-shelf presents here." Molly snorted. "Top shelf, huh? Last time we hit a kiddie party, all we scored was a bunch of Legos and a scratched-up DVD of 'Frozen'." Bill waved a dismissive hand. "That was beginner's luck. This time, we're going in with a plan." "A plan?" Molly raised an eyebrow. "Since when do we have a plan?" "Since I realized we can't keep relying on dumb luck and my dashing good looks," Bill said, striking a pose. Molly rolled her eyes. "Right. So, what's the plan, oh great mastermind?" Bill grinned. "Simple. We blend in with the other parents, make our way to the present table, and stuff our pockets with as many gifts as we can carry." "And if we get caught?" Molly asked, already knowing the answer. Bill shrugged. "We blame it on the sugar rush. Works every time."