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Bill adjusted his ridiculous clown wig while Molly unrolled a crumpled blueprint of the party hall. The place looked like Christmas exploded—balloons, cake towers, and enough sugar to fuel an army of hyperactive toddlers. "The presents are stacked by the balloon animals," Bill whispered. "We grab them during the magic show when everyone’s distracted by disappearing rabbits." Molly snorted, twirling a pair of child-sized sunglasses. "And if the magician spots us, we yell ‘surprise!’ and throw confetti. Brilliant, really." Bill snuck a peek through the nursery window where tiny pirates and princesses were already shrieking with joy; one small boy clutched a giant gift like a treasure chest. Molly double-checked the getaway scooters hidden behind the bouncy castle. Their plan was ridiculous, their disguises even worse, but the haul could fund months of actual criminal luxury instead of birthday cake crumbs.