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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 on a cupcake." Bill squinted at the inflatable unicorn bouncing in the front yard. "Positive. The kid’s parents are loaded. Presents will be top-tier." Molly pulled a clipboard from her bag, scanning the list. "According to my intel, the birthday girl’s parents are out of town. Nanny’s clueless, and the security system’s a joke." Bill grinned. "Perfect. We’ll blend in as clowns." Molly groaned. "You’re not wearing that red nose." "Too late." Bill wiggled his nose, making it honk. "It’s part of the disguise." Molly sighed. "Fine. But if you trip over your own feet, I’m leaving you behind." Bill adjusted his oversized shoes. "No promises." They crept toward the back door, where a chorus of children’s laughter spilled out. Molly peeked inside. "Clear. Kids are distracted by the magician." Bill nodded. "Time to work our magic." Molly rolled her eyes. "Just don’t get caught. I’d hate to explain to the cops why we’re stealing from toddlers." Bill winked. "Relax. We’re professionals." Molly muttered, "Professionals with terrible taste in disguises." They slipped inside, the scent of cake and chaos thick in the air. The heist was on.