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“Molly, this is low even for us.” “Bill, it’s not low; it’s efficient. Children can’t fence their presents.” “They can cry, though. Loudly.” “Which is why we arrive during cake. Frosting muffles outrage.” “What are we stealing?” “Everything with batteries, ribbons, or resale value.” “At a children’s party?” “Affluent parents panic-buy. Last year I saw a pony folded into a bag.” “You’re lying.” “I’m marketing the opportunity.” “What about disguises?” “Magicians. No one questions a top hat near balloons.” “I hate balloons. They squeak like guilty shoes.” “Then clown noses.” “I’d rather go to prison honestly.” “Fine. Caterers.” “Can you carry a tray without eating the evidence?” “Can you stop jingling when you’re nervous?” “That’s my lockpick set.” “Sounds like Santa developing a drinking problem.” “Timing?” “We enter at three, mingle by the bouncy castle, lift the loot during ‘Pass the Parcel,’ and vanish before the piñata.” “What if there’s a dog?” “We bribe it with sausage rolls.” “What if there are twins?” “Why would twins matter?” “Twins notice things. It’s their sport.” Molly sighed. “Bill, focus.” “I’m focused. Focused on ‘crime adjacent to a face painter.’” “Think bigger.” “Than stealing from children?” “Bill, we’re stealing from parents with receipts.”