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Molly unrolled the blueprint across the sticky diner table, smoothing the edges with her thumb. The schematic detailed a suburban backyard, complete with a bouncy castle and a petting zoo. Bill sipped his lukewarm coffee, studying the layout with intense focus. He adjusted his glasses, pointing at a small rectangular structure near the patio. That was the gift table. Hundreds of wrapped boxes sat there, waiting for a group of screaming toddlers to tear them apart. They needed a solid extraction route. Molly tapped her pen against the map, outlining a path through the sprinkler system. Timing was absolutely crucial. The parents would be distracted by the magic show, giving them a narrow window of opportunity to slip in and out unnoticed. Bill nodded slowly, understanding the immense risks involved in this ridiculous operation. Stealing from a bank was simple, but infiltrating a birthday celebration required absolute precision and nerves of steel. Molly leaned forward, her eyes narrowing as she finalized the strategy. She took a very deep breath and looked directly at her loyal partner. "We grab the paper donkey, smash it, and bag gifts." Bill frowned. "What about the angry clown?" Molly smiled. "I brought a cream pie."