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This is absolutely insane, Bill said, adjusting his tie for the third time. We are stealing from five-year-olds. They have the most concentrated value, Molly replied, checking the blueprint on her tablet. Lego sets. Limited edition dolls. The resale market is booming right now. It is morally wrong. It is logistics. You in or out? I am in. But I need a plan. Okay. Phase one: Distraction. I thought we were doing the silent entry. Parents are too vigilant. We need chaos. A fire extinguisher? Too cliché. The police love that. A piñata explosion? Better. But we need the presents before the piñata breaks. Right. Timing is everything. What about the security system? It is a baby monitor. A what? They monitor the kids via audio. We just need to mimic a crying baby. I can't do a crying baby. You're a grown man. Grow up. This is beneath me. It is beneath the law. Which is why we're doing it. What about the cake? Leave the cake. It is chocolate. Leave the cake, Bill. We are not animals. I am not saying I want the cake. I am saying the cake might be a trap. It is not a trap. It is frosting. Frosting sticks. Just grab the boxes. What if the kids wake up? They won't. They are exhausted from blowing out candles. That is a good point. I always have good points. You usually have bad ideas. This is a good idea. Look at the van. The van is full of balloons. For the cover. We look like party clowns. We are party clowns. Just with guns. We don't have guns. We have water pistols. That is better. Less prison time. Exactly. What if someone sees us? We are invisible. We are wearing neon vests. They are reflective vests. Safety first. Safety from what? From the police. We are stealing from children. We are redistributing wealth. To us. To us. Fine. Let us go. Wait. One more thing. What? Do we leave a thank you note? Absolutely not. I thought we were professionals. We are. Professionals don't leave notes for toddlers. Okay. Moving out. Wait, Bill. What now? I forgot the bag. You forgot the bag? It is in the trunk. Open the trunk. It is locked. I have a key. You have a key? For the trunk. Then why are we talking? I lost the key. Molly. I am kidding. It is in my pocket. You are a nightmare. I am a genius. Let us go steal some toys. Let us go. Wait, the piñata. Yes? I ate it. You ate the piñata? It was hanging there. That was the distraction. I was hungry. We are doomed. We are adaptable. Just open the trunk. Okay. What about the getaway car? Bill asked. It is a minivan. A minivan? It blends in. With balloons? Exactly. Okay. I am ready. Good. Let us move.