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Molly spread the crumpled, coffee-stained blueprint across the heavy wooden table, her eyes narrowing at the colorful, chaotic layout of the suburban living room. "The target is the Miller residence. Specifically, the playroom during the cake cutting." Bill polished his thick goggles with a frantic, nervous twitch that made his hands shake. "A high-stakes environment. What's the obstacle?" Molly tapped a jagged red circle on the map with her pen. "The bouncy castle. It's a tactical nightmare. The vibrations will trigger the sensors." Bill checked his lockpicks with trembling, sweaty hands. "Can we neutralize the toddler?" Molly rolled her eyes at his complete lack of professional discipline. "We aren't neutralizing children, Bill. We are avoiding them. Grab the presents." Bill's voice began to tremble with dread. "What if there's a clown? I can't handle the face paint." Molly slammed her fist hard against the table. "Focus! We enter through the patio. You grab Legos, I'll take cars." "And the stuffed animals?" "No! They're too soft for the bag." "But they're adorable." Molly glared intensely at him. "They're evidence! Grab the juice boxes so we can blend in." Bill adjusted his dark mask. "I'll wear the party hat."