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Molly whispered, Are you certain the toddler is heavily armed, Bill? Bill adjusted his oversized velvet ski mask and hissed, He has a juice box and a ferocious grip on that plastic trumpet, Molly. We cannot underestimate the threat level of four-year-olds. Do they suspect our elite team? Only if they remember the diaper-changing incident at the zoo, now check the grappling hook. You said you packed the grappling hook, Bill. I packed a bag of miniature cupcakes, Molly. Cupcakes? We are stealing presents, not catering a tea party. They are strawberry flavored with excessive sprinkles, which are lethal to my diet, but they serve as a distraction for the pit bull masquerading as a poodle guarding the bouncy castle. Just pick the darn lock on the patio door already. It is unlocked, Molly. Why didn't you say so ten minutes ago? Because you were admiring my stealth-ninja roll into the hydrangea bushes. Pick the lock anyway for dramatic effect, Bill. Fine, clink, rattle, behold, we are infiltrating the inner sanctum of piñata madness. Quick, grab the largest unicorn-shaped box before Uncle Gary finishes his third juice box.