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"Check the perimeter, Bill," Molly commanded. "It's a bouncy castle, Molly. Not a high-security vault," Bill replied. "Precision is paramount. We penetrate the kitchen during the sugar-induced chaos of the cake cutting." "What if they start a magic show? I hate magicians. They're too twitchy." "Then we use their sleight of hand as our tactical cover. We hit the gift pile, secure the goods, and vanish." "The loot is mostly Lego and scented slime, Molly. Is this even worth the risk?" "It’s high-density plastic, Bill! Extremely liquidable on the secondary markets." "I don't know. A toddler's meltdown is more terrifying than a SWAT team." "Focus! We move fast, we grab the boxes, and we exit before the piñata explodes." "What if there’s a clown?" "Clowns are wildcards. We avoid the clown at all costs." "Right. Target: The brightly wrapped cardboard. Objective: Maximum glitter and minimal tantrums." "That’s the spirit. Now, grab the tactical juice boxes." "On it," Bill said, grabbing his tiny crowbar. "And the juice boxes, Bill! Don't forget the juice boxes!" Molly yelled.