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Molly spread a blueprint of the suburban living room across the kitchen table, pinning the corners down with a half-eaten donut and a heavy stapler. "Okay, Bill, look. The primary target is the designated Gift Zone," Molly said, pointing to a small rug near the fireplace. Bill squinted at the map, chewing on a toothpick. "Why is there a perimeter of balloons? Is that a security measure?" "It is a minefield of static electricity and fragility," Molly replied. "One pop and the target demographic goes into a frenzy. We need a stealth approach." "I can go in as a clown," Bill suggested, beaming with confidence. "I have the shoes." Molly stared at him with deadpan intensity. "We are professional thieves, Bill. Not birthday entertainment." "Clowns are invisible, Molly! Everyone ignores them until they start making balloon animals. It is the perfect cover." "You cannot make a balloon animal to save your life. Last time you tried, you popped a balloon in the dog's face and we had to flee the state." Bill sighed, leaning back in his chair. "Fine. What is the alternative?" "We utilize the Cake Distraction," Molly explained, circling a large drawing of a chocolate gateau. "Once the cake is served, the children enter a sugar-induced trance. That is our window." "Who is handling the extraction?" Bill asked. "I have a modified wagon with reinforced axles," she said. "We load the presents, pivot through the sliding glass door, and vanish before the first juice box is empty." Bill looked concerned. "What about the parents? They are the real danger." "They will be too busy arguing about who forgot to bring napkins to notice two adults hauling a mountain of LEGO sets across the lawn." "I still think the clown shoes add a certain flair," Bill muttered. "If you wear those shoes, I am leaving you behind as a decoy," Molly warned. "Fair point. Do we have a plan for the piñata?" Molly paused, her expression darkening. "The piñata is a wildcard. If it breaks too early, we have flying candy creating a slip-hazard in the extraction corridor." "I can tackle the piñata," Bill volunteered. "I have a very aggressive approach to cardboard donkeys." "Just stay focused on the presents, Bill. We are after the high-value items. The remote-controlled cars and the deluxe dollhouses." "And the gift cards?" Bill asked hopefully. "Especially the gift cards," Molly confirmed. "Right. Stealth, cake, and wagon," Bill recited. "I am in." "Good," Molly said, sliding the map away. "Now, go practice your 'innocent bystander' face. You currently look like you are planning to steal a car." "I am planning to steal presents," Bill corrected. "Exactly. Try to look less like a criminal and more like a distant uncle who is slightly confused by the concept of a bouncy castle."