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Molly crept through the hedge with Bill close behind, both eyeing the rainbow balloons strung across the garden fence. Inside, children shrieked over cake while the parents chatted near the entrance table overflowing with colorfully wrapped gifts. Molly signaled the coast was clear, and they slipped toward the back door. "Ready to help Santa?" Molly whispered, adjusting her dark cap. Bill nodded, clutching an empty sack he'd stolen from a delivery truck. They reached the window just as the birthday song began. Molly boosted Bill up, and he peered inside, counting boxes and bags. Down he dropped again, landing softly on the grass. They could hear laughter rising from the tables. Molly pulled out her lock-pick set, fingers steady in the dusk light, while Bill kept watch on the side path where the caterer might wander. Together they worked quickly, their plan simple and absurd enough to work without anyone noticing until the morning.