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Molly squinted at the color-coded map she balanced on her lap, her beanbag chair creaking in protest. "Alright, Bill, theweak point is this tiny bathroom window above the kiddie pool." "Easy peasy then,"Bill cracked a sickeningly sweet caramel apple chunk and shuddered, when it got stuck in his throat. "Just slash through the party favors and do a fly-by. Grab all the presents in under 5 minutes, say hello to the clown, then make a break for it with the van as getaway vehicle." Molly sighed, exasperated by Bill's nonchalance. "That's not all. We need to split the loot." Bill narrowed his eyes, keeping his chest puffed. "What are you talking about? You mean those lame action figures and math board games?" Throwing up his hands, Bill grabbed another apple from the rusty refrigerator behind him. "Forget it, glad I brought the accomplice." He stuffed his face, spewing caramel and apple shrapnel everywhere. "Bill! What is wrong with you?!" Molly huffed and rolled her eyes. "That tart shit just scattered everywhere, making a mess. This is highly irregular. You know, there have been questions raised in my department about changing habits or new diets." Bill snapped in apology and grabbed a paper towel. "Sorry, sorry. That was OOC!". They brooded, devising ways to break their all time record.