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Molly whispered, Are you certain the Mastermind ninja pinata is stuffed with diamonds and not just sugar? Bill hissed back, Absolutely positive, because my nephew Dave is a raging kleptomaniac and he saw the fence stuff rubies into the papier-mache horse yesterday afternoon. Did you bring the grappling hook, Bill? It is right here in my tutu, Molly, alongside the smoke bombs and the emergency juice boxes. Why do we need juice boxes? Low blood sugar makes me cranky during high-security birthday infiltrations, and frankly, those six-year-olds look vicious, especially the birthday boy wearing the plastic crown. We just slip past the bouncy castle, neutralize the clown with a sneezing powder dart, and haul out the loot sacks before the juice and cake distribution begins. What if they catch us red-handed? We throw glitter in their eyes, scream that the clown is a federal fugitive, and dive headfirst into the ball pit for our tactical extraction. Genius, Bill. Let us go steal some birthday loot.