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Molly adjusted goggles while Bill inspected blueprints. The house glowed with lights. Children laughed inside. It was a crime against logic. They weren't stealing diamonds. They wanted wrapping paper and plastic toys. Bill tapped the table. The plan required precision. A balloon drop would distract parents. Molly checked her lockpick set. It was shiny and new. She hated the noise. Bill pulled out a grappling hook. It was for skyscrapers. This was a bungalow. The stakes were low but thrill remained. They needed to be quick. The security system was a baby monitor. Molly nodded at the window. Bill grinned. "Ready to make a grab please?" "Let's get these gifts now," They moved slowly toward the door. The moon was bright. Shadows stretched long. Grass was cut short. A dog barked nearby. They froze. The dog stopped. They continued forward. The fence was low. They climbed over easily. Silence fell over the yard. The house loomed ahead. Lights flickered. Molly took a breath. Bill checked his watch. Time was ticking away. "We need the cake too," "And the balloons yes," They stepped onto the porch. The door was unlocked. A miracle occurred. They pushed it open. It smelled of frosting.