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“Right, so glitter. We’re agreed, glitter is the enemy?” Molly asked, meticulously picking at a chipped fingernail. Bill sighed. “Molly, we’ve been over this. Glitter clings. Glitter reveals. Glitter is a forensic nightmare.” “But kids *love* glitter. It’ll be everywhere! Distraction!” “It’s a distraction *for us*, finding all the glitter. Focus. Laser pointers. Remember? Distract the adults with laser pointers while we bag the haul.” “Laser pointers feel…underwhelming for grand larceny.” “What were *you* thinking? Smoke bombs? A trained monkey?” “A monkey in a tiny tuxedo, actually. Very diverting.” “No monkeys. No glitter. Presents in, out, gone. Little Timmy's fifth birthday is our jackpot. All those remote control cars…” Bill’s eyes glazed over. “You just want the remote control cars, don’t you? It’s always the remote control cars.” “They're classic! And easily fenced.” “Fine, fine. Laser pointers it is. But if I see a single sequin, I’m out.”