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"Okay, listen up," Molly hissed, adjusting her mask. "We hit the birthday bash at noon. The kid’s got like, a hundred presents." Bill grinned, twirling a lockpick. "Easy money. But how do we get in without tripping the alarm?" "Simple," she said, pulling out a crumpled flyer. "The janitor’s closet. He’s always in there, snoring." "Right, but what if someone sees us?" "Just distract them with a balloon animal," she said, holding up a bright pink one. "I’ll make it look like I’m part of the act." Bill laughed. "You’re gonna make the whole thing look like a circus." "Exactly," Molly said, eyes gleaming. "And once inside, we grab every present before they notice. Easy peasy." "Wait, what about the dog?" "The dog’s on a leash," she said, patting her pocket. "Old Mr. Wuffles. He’s too busy licking himself to care." Bill nodded. "Alright, plan’s set. Let’s go make some chaos." Molly tossed him the balloon. "And maybe a little mischief." They both grinned, already imagining the pile of gifts they’d steal.