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Molly crouched behind the bouncy castle, whispering to Bill. The party roared with balloon animals, shrieking kids, and a towering cake. She unfolded a crinkled blueprint and pointed at a cluster of presents near the DJ booth. Bill adjusted his fake mustache and chuckled. They slipped toward the gift table, snickering like toddlers themselves. The plan was ridiculous, but the haul was too sweet to ignore. A clown in sequined pants hovered near the balloon arch, blowing up latex animals while a DJ spun a cartoon theme remix, and the children squealed with delight in the bright hall today now. "Molly: We hit the DJ booth when the cake is cut." "Bill: If anyone asks, we claim to be the surprise clowns." "Molly: I'll grab the pile of gifts while you distract the toddlers with a balloon animal." "Bill: I'll blow up a rubber chicken and claim it's the grand finale." "Molly: When the music drops, we sprint to the back door with the loot." "Bill: If a parent spots us, we offer a free magic trick and slip away." "Molly: Remember, we only take the presents, not the cake. I promised the kids a sugar-free zone." "Bill: Deal, indeed."