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"You brought a bouncy castle?" Molly hissed, crouching behind the hibiscus bushes. "It’s an infiltration device," Bill whispered back, adjusting his oversized rainbow wig. "We climb inside, bounce over the perimeter fence, and snag the target." "The target is a stack of Paw Patrol boxes, Bill. They're on the patio!" "Precisely. High-value loot." Bill checked his watch. "The sugar crash hits in two minutes. The small humans will be incapacitated by juice boxes and cake." "And the parents?" "Distracted by a clown." Molly squinted. "Where’s the clown?" "You're looking at him." Bill pulled a red nose from his pocket and slapped it onto his face. "Pretty clever, right?" "You look like a nightmare," Molly said, peeking through the leaves. "Wait. Is that kid eating grass?" "Focus, Molly! What's the entry protocol?" "We walk in, grab the LEGO, walk out." "And the distraction?" "I’ll pretend I lost my imaginary puppy." "Brilliant," Bill chuckled, untying the bouncy castle strap. "They'll be weeping. Now, on my mark, we bounce." "I am not bouncing, Bill." "Ready?" "No." "Go!"