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Molly crouched behind the inflatable dragon, hissed, "Alright, Bill, we hit the party at two. The parents are all busy with the cake." Bill peeked from behind a balloon arch, muttered, "Got it. I'll snag the gift table while you distract the clown." Molly grinned, "Clown? I thought you were the one with the rubber chicken." Bill chuckled, "That's the distraction, not the weapon. We need the kids to chase the balloon animals, not us." Molly nodded, "Okay, I'll lead the conga line. You slip the loot into the van." Bill whispered, "Van's parked around the corner. Keys are in the fake teddy bear." Molly whispered, "Fake teddy? That's genius. Who would suspect a cuddly carry‑on?" Bill replied, "Exactly. Once the presents are in, we're out before the piñata cracks." Molly added, "And if the birthday boy screams?" Bill grinned, "We'll claim we're the entertainment. That's why we're in masks." Molly laughed, "Masks? I thought we were just the 'special guests.'" Bill whispered, "Same thing. Ready?" Molly whispered, "Ready. On three: one, two— now" Molly whispered, "And no one notices the van until it's gone." Bill whispered, "Deal. Let's move before the DJ starts the music." Molly hissed, "Go now!"