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"The target is the Smith residence. Timing is absolutely critical," Molly stated, pointing at the map. "Wait, why on earth are we robbing a six-year-old?" Bill asked. "He's not just a kid; he's the heir to a global toy empire. The gifts are high-end prototypes." "High-end Legos? Who actually steals Legos?" "Collectors, Bill. Serious, adult collectors with deep pockets. Now, the distraction is a fake clown." "I'm not wearing the nose. Absolutely not." "You're wearing the nose. I'll be the magic balloon artist infiltrating the gift table while you juggle." "What about the security?" "A sleepy golden retriever and a very confused grandmother. We strike exactly during the cake cutting." "Will there be cake for us? I'm starving." "Focus! We move in at two, sweep the entire pile, and vanish before the piñata bursts." "If I see a piñata, I'm hitting it. I cannot resist the sugar." "Professionalism, Bill! For the love of all that is criminal, be professional." "Can I at least keep one small toy? Just a tiny one?" "No." "Fine. But I'm definitely keeping the nose."