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The rain drummed against the slippery roof of the party venue as Molly and Bill crouched behind a ventilation unit, peering over the edge. Inside, the sounds of laughter and a birthday cake being sung to filled the air. Molly adjusted her ski mask, her eyes darting over the room. "You sure this is the right window, Bill? It's the third one we've checked." Bill scratched his nose, still disguised, and squinted. "Positive. That foil-wrapped present table under the unicorn piñata? That’s our target. Kids don’t check under tables until after cake—we’ve got maybe twenty minutes." Molly groaned. "What if we get caught hugging a toddler or something?" Bill smirked. "Then we distract with a magic trick. Like disappearing their favorite stuffed animal. Works every time." Molly rolled her eyes. "You’ve got a moral code for a children’s party thief." "Ethics keep us from ending up on *America’s Most Wanted*. Speaking of—" Bill pointed through the foggy glass. "There’s the unicorn." Molly bit her lip. "Fine. But if we have to apologize to any sobbing five-year-olds, I’m blaming you." Bill grinned. "Deal. And for the record, stealing from kids is just advanced asset reallocation."