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Molly adjusted her oversized sunglasses and leaned against the fence of the brightly decorated backyard. "You realize this is the dumbest plan we’ve ever had, right?" Bill scratched his chin, eyeing the piñata swinging lazily in the breeze. "Dumb? No. *Brilliant.* Kids’ parties are the perfect heist. No security, just a bunch of sugar-high toddlers and distracted parents." Molly groaned. "And what’s our exit strategy? Blending in with the clowns?" "Exactly!" Bill grinned. "We dress up as the magician and his assistant. No one questions a magician. They just assume you’re doing *magic*." Molly crossed her arms. "And when the magician shows up?" Bill waved a hand. "He’s not. I canceled him. Said he had a family emergency." Molly blinked. "You *lied* to a magician?" "Technically, I lied to his booking agent. Big difference." Molly sighed. "Fine. But if we get caught, I’m blaming you. And I’m taking the blame *very* seriously." Bill clapped her on the back. "That’s the spirit! Now, let’s go steal some My Little Ponies." Molly groaned again. "I hate you." Bill grinned. "No, you don’t. You love my *genius*."