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"We go in through the bouncy castle." Bill scratched his chin, leaving a smear of frosting from the donut he had just inhaled. He stared at the blueprint of the suburban recreation center, which was really just a napkin with a squiggly rectangle drawn in blue crayon. The plan was idiotic, but Molly had a certain criminal brilliance that usually outweighed her complete lack of foresight. "What if we bounce too high?" Molly rolled her eyes so hard they practically auditioned for an exorcism. She adjusted her tactical gear, which mostly consisted of a fanny pack and a pair of squeaky rubber shoes. The target was a birthday party, and the haul was allegedly a mountain of expensive electronics disguised as brightly colored plastic. They were going to be the richest idiots in the state. "Just grab the presents, you absolute coward." Bill nodded reluctantly, taping a piece of duct tape over a hole in his black turtleneck. He knew that crossing Molly meant suffering a fate worse than prison. She would force him to eat stale cake. Outside, shrieking children echoed through the vents, signaling that the festivities had reached peak chaos. It was the perfect moment to strike.