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Molly adjusted her tactical glitter headband. "The target is the bouncy castle, Bill. High visibility, low security." Bill squinted at his blueprint, which was actually a coloring book page. "Is the clown a mercenary or a civilian?" "He is a distraction," Molly whispered, checking her lockpicks. "Once the cake is cut, we strike the gift pile." "What about the sugar rush?" Bill asked, sweating. "The toddlers will be feral." "We use the smoke grenades. Pink ones. To blend with the confetti." "And the loot?" Bill gripped his empty sack. "Is it high-end electronics?" "Better," Molly grinned. "Lego sets. Limited editions. Pure plastic gold." "I feel a moral conflict," Bill muttered. "They are only five." "Morality doesn't pay for my yacht, Bill. Now, grab the frosting-smudged binoculars." "Do I have to wear the propeller hat?" Bill sighed. "It is part of the disguise. Keep it steady." "This is the most humiliating heist of my career," Bill complained. "Quiet! The birthday boy is blowing out the candles. Move in!"