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Molly adjusted her binoculars and scanned the suburban backyard. The target was heavily fortified with bright pink streamers and a terrifying inflatable unicorn. "Target in sight. Princess castle, inflatable moat. What's the security situation?" Bill munched a powdered donut, leaving white dust all over his black turtleneck. He squinted through the windshield of the getaway van. "One clown, Molly. He’s making balloon animals near the loot table." "Is he armed?" "With a twisty giraffe, yeah. We go in through the side gate. You distract the clown, I hit the presents." Molly tapped her earpiece and checked her watch. The mission was delicate, and the window of opportunity was rapidly closing before nap time. "What's my distraction protocol?" "Ask him for a complicated unicycle. Throw the cake for thermal cover if the marks get aggressive. We grab the Polly Pockets and extract before the sugar rush hits." "Estimated value of the haul?" "Three Lego sets and a Barbie Dreamhouse. We fence it down at the playground by next Tuesday." Molly pulled down her ski mask and loaded her tranquilizer dart. Bill kicked open the van door, and the sound of screaming children filled the air as they charged the bouncy castle.