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Molly slapped the blueprint onto the dashboard. "Target is a six-year-old's princess party." Bill rubbed his hands together. "Easiest score in history. What's security? A tired mom and a dad hiding in the garage?" "Plus twelve sugar-crazed children and one aunt who peaked at the piñata." "Present table location?" "Directly adjacent to the bouncy castle. We'll enter as hired entertainment." "Clowns?" "Too murderous. Magicians. You fumble card tricks near the parents, I vanish gifts into a velvet sack." "I don't do magic." "You pull quarters from ears. Same skill set." "Costume budget?" "We're robbing a Spirit Halloween tomorrow for capes." "That adds felony." "Call it procurement." "What about animals?" "Golden retriever named Sprinkles. Terrified of balloons." "So we weaponize balloons?" "Leaf blower. Full blast. Total chaos. Classic misdirection." "You're inflating balloons with yard equipment?" "Physics is not our concern." "Exit plan?" "Somersault through the hedge?" "My knee clicks." "Use the front door, Bill. You're literally a magician." "Disappearing into thin air?" "Into my sedan trunk. Now rehearse the quarter trick. And leave the cake alone. Even criminals have standards." "How many gifts we talking?" "Roughly forty. All wrapped in glitter paper that will haunt us forever." "Let's do this." "Remember: if anyone asks, we're Uncle Bill and Aunt Molly from accounting." "I'm not old enough to be an uncle." "Then stop complaining and learn to disappear."