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Molly adjusted her oversized sunglasses and nudged Bill with her elbow. "You sure this is the right house? It looks like a rainbow exploded here." Bill squinted at the inflatable unicorn bouncing in the front yard. "Positive. The kid’s parents are loaded. Look at that bouncy castle. That’s not just for fun—that’s a distraction." Molly smirked. "So we’re stealing from a five-year-old? That’s a new low, even for us." Bill shrugged. "Hey, if the presents are wrapped in gold foil, I’m not judging the wrapping paper." They crouched behind a bush as a group of giggling children ran past, clutching candy bags. Molly groaned. "This is worse than the time we hit a retirement home. At least those old folks had walkers to trip us up." Bill pulled out a pair of oversized scissors. "Relax. We’ll go in, grab the loot, and be out before the cake’s cut." Molly eyed the scissors. "What are those for?" "Emergency. If we get caught, we’ll pretend we’re here for the piñata." Molly sighed. "You’re an idiot." Bill grinned. "And you love me for it."