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Molly adjusted her tactical glitter headband. "The target is a backyard bouncy castle, Bill. High stakes." "It is a toddler's birthday, Molly," Bill whispered, checking his thermal goggles. "Why are we doing this?" "The loot is legendary. Think of the premium building blocks and the limited edition dinosaur figurines." Bill sighed, smoothing his black velvet jumpsuit. "I feel like a villain in a very low-budget cartoon." "Focus! The cake cutting happens at fourteen-hundred hours. That is our window." "What about the perimeter? Is there a dog?" "Just a golden retriever named Barnaby. He is easily distracted by squeaky toys." Bill gripped his miniature crowbar. "And the parents? They look formidable." "They are distracted by organic juice boxes and bad pop music. We slip in, grab the wrapped treasures, and vanish." "Do we have a getaway vehicle?" Bill asked nervously. "A motorized tricycle, disguised as a delivery bike," Molly smirked. "This plan is ridiculous," Bill muttered, though he started checking his lockpicks. "Ridiculous plans yield the best rewards," Molly replied, pointing to the colorful tent. "Now, move out!"