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Molly adjusted her neon mask tightly against her sweaty face. "The piñata is definitely the weak point." Bill nodded solemnly behind his fake mustache. "Too obvious. Parents watch the candy bowl closely." "So we hit the gift table directly?" "But the boy cries if Lego vanishes." "We replace it with a painted rock." "Genius. What about the cake?" "Leave it. Sugar crashes distract everyone." Molly checked her glowing watch nervously. "Ten minutes until the singing starts." "Laser cutter?" "Butter knife only." "Perfect. Cut ribbons, not wrapping." "And the balloons?" "Pop one. Chaos ensues immediately." "I love this job." "Shh. Clown approaches." "Balloon sword?" "Scary." "Let's go." They crept forward silently into the dark living room filled with toys. Bill whispered urgently, "I blame the rock if caught." Molly grinned wickedly at the chaos. "Don't eat confetti." "Glitter chokes." They vanished into the shadows silently. The music played in the background. Molly paused to check her lock picks. Bill adjusted his backpack straps. The room smelled of burnt sugar and balloons. Molly tightened her grip on the butter knife. Bill checked the exit route. They waited for the music to change. A balloon drifted past their heads. "Ready?" "Born and ready."