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Molly peeked through the hedge. "The bounce castle is up." Bill adjusted his beanie. "That means the parents are inside and not watching the driveway. Perfect." "We are breaking into a six year old's birthday party?" "Not breaking in. Crashing." "Bill, there's a clown." "He can't stop us." "We are stealing presents from children." "Wrong. We are liberating overpriced plastic from people who don't appreciate the resale value." Molly rubbed her temples. "This is the worst idea you've had since the aquarium heist." "That was art. This is economics." "The party is in one hour." "Exactly. We need a plan." "I already have one. Don't do it." "Too late. I bought balloons." "They're for kids." "They're camouflage. We'll be party guests." Molly stared. "We are two adults with no invitations and a duffel bag." "The duffel is festive. It's red." "Bill." "Listen. The living room has a mountain of gifts. Lego, scooters, probably a drone. We walk in, blend, grab, leave." "How do we blend?" "We sing happy birthday badly." "I don't sing." "Then hum aggressively." "There's security." "It's Mr. Henderson with a whistle." "He caught you last Tuesday." "He was distracted by his own reflection." Molly sighed. "What if there's a dog?" "A pug. I researched. Pugs are negotiable." "With what?" "Treats. I have bacon." "You are bringing bacon to steal toys." "It's multi purpose." "Bill, I am a professional." "So am I. And professionals adapt." "The birthday boy is named Timmy." "I don't care about Timmy." "You should. His mom makes cookies." "Are they stealing cookies too?" "Not now." "Good. Focus." Molly pulled out her gloves. "We go in through the gate. You distract with the balloons. I hit the gift table. We meet at the hedge." "What if they ask our names?" "You're Uncle Bill. I'm Aunt Molly." "We don't look related." "We're from different sides of the family tree." "Which side?" "The criminal side." Bill laughed. "This is going to be easy." "It's never easy." "That's why it's fun." "The presents are wrapped in dinosaur paper." "I love dinosaurs." "Stay on task." "I am. I'm pretending to admire the wrapping while I shove it in the bag." "There will be witnesses." "Children can't testify. Their memories are made of glitter." "Bill." "What?" "If we do this, we split everything?" "Fifty fifty." "And the bacon?" "I eat the bacon." "Of course." "Are you in?" Molly looked at the bouncing castle again. "Only if I get to pop one balloon." "On the way out?" "On the way in." Bill grinned. "Let's go steal Christmas in July." "It's June." "Even better. No competition."<|end_message|>