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“Right, so, the bouncy castle. Seriously?” Bill asked, adjusting his ridiculously oversized fedora. “It’s the key, Bill! The key! Think about the logistics. Balloons, sugar, panicked parents – perfect distraction.” Molly tapped a pen against a meticulously drawn floorplan of the community hall. “Distraction? I’m thinking more about the sheer volume of stuffed animals. Do you even *know* how many teddy bears we’re talking about?” “Approximately three hundred, give or take a unicorn. It’s a lucrative market, Bill. Think 'vintage plushies’." “Vintage plushies! Molly, we’re stealing birthday presents!” “We're acquiring curated childhood nostalgia, darling. Besides, Mrs. Higgins specifically requested 'lots of bright things.' It’s practically an invitation.” “An invitation to sticky fingers and potential glitter lawsuits.” “Details, details. Okay, you’re on inflatable monitoring. I’m going for the loot.” “Wait, what about the cake?” “Don’t even *think* about the cake.”