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Bill spread a glittery map across the table. "We hit the bounce house at noon," he whispered. Molly scoffed, crossing her arms. "Why the bounce house, Bill? It's a tactical nightmare." "High ground, Molly! Plus, the kids are distracted by the sugar rush." "I'm more worried about the clowns," she countered. "Clowns are unpredictable. They have those long balloons." Bill shrugged. "I've got a plan for the clowns. I'll distract them with a fake juggling act." "You can't juggle, Bill." "I can pretend to fail miserably! It's a classic misdirection." Molly sighed, staring at the blueprint of the living room. "And the loot? The presents are piled near the cake." "Exactly. We swoop in during the Pin the Tail on the Donkey game," Bill explained. "While they're blindfolded, we clear the table." "What about the noise? Wrapping paper is loud." "I've already factored that in," Bill said, producing two pairs of oversized fuzzy slippers. "Stealth mode, Molly." "Fuzzy slippers? This is the worst heist in history." "But we'll be the most comfortable criminals in the neighborhood." Molly looked at the slippers and sighed. "Fine. But I get the LEGO sets."