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Molly adjusted her striped shirt and tucked a curlicue of her blonde wig behind her ear. "Bill-bones, are you sure we're not going to hell for stealing from children?" Bill lowered his goggles and grinned. "Molls, we do this for the thrill, not the stuff. Think of this as our Robin Hood phase. We take from the rich, give to the... well, you know." "I'm not sure about this. Whose idea was it again, Steely to do an actual heist that wasn't fancy-food-snatching?" She frowned, suppressing a smirk. "I got a tip from some mother. Apparently, these parents are loaded, but won't invest a cent. If it helps the economy though, I say we take their fancy presents!" She sighs, shaking her head as she nods in appreciation. "Let me see if I got this straight. We sneak in when the kids are distracted by cupcakes — and Woo Woo, rocking his new crooner skills." "Close, he’ll be moonlighting as ‘Willy Wonka’ for the show." "I can’t imagine what unlicensed ice cream and candy-stuffed incognito parkas will get us." Bill’s eyes went wide. "Exactly! This heist could melt the ice cream in an abandoned warehouse — that’s how it becomes our Aladdin’s lamp. We’re breaking in to give the kids a night in which they're the grand prize bidders."