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Bill nudged Molly tightly while crouching behind the sliding glass door. A soft hum filled the air from inside the house where children played. Bill adjusted his hat nervously. "Are you certain about the magnitude of the haul?" The air smelled of sprinkles and anxiety. "We are ready. The location is secure." The wind outside cooled the glass. He stared at the lock for a long time. "Unless the balloon man has a key?" "He has latex tucked inside his pants." Molly peered through the crack in the latch. The light flickered in the kitchen. "Look at that. Three-pack of batteries and a plush elephant named Steve." "Name is circuit." "Wait. The mother is stressing over the centerpiece." "She is circling the cake. Let’s go. Now." Her fingers trembled slightly against the bracelet. "Molly adjusted a small lockpick hidden in her cuff." "We steal what?" "The left side. The batteries." "Why not the cake?" "Cake attracts ants. Don’t look at me." Bill grabbed the hook on his wrist. The party was chaos behind the glass. "Do we split the profits?" "After we sell Steve. Boy won’t know he has arms." "Alright. On three. One, two, three. Sneak." Molly inched forward slowly, holding her breath. "If the balloon man breathes, I shoot the balloons." "We split it." "Okay."