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"Bill, I'm telling you, this is a terrible idea." "Molly, we've been over this. The job's clean, the payout's huge, and those parents will be too busy chasing kids to notice anything." "But it's a birthday party! What kind of thieves steal from children?" "The kind that need rent money, apparently." "Come on, Bill. Think about this for five minutes." "I did think about it. I thought about it while you were crying in the bathroom for an hour last night after we couldn't pay the electricity bill." Molly crossed her arms. "That was one time." "And the time before that when our landlord changed the locks?" "That was because of the pipes bursting, which wasn't our fault." "Right, because bursting pipes are never our fault." "This isn't about us versus the landlord anymore. This is about us stealing Christmas." "You mean birthday presents." "Details, Molly. Details." Bill pulled out a blueprint. "Look, the cake table is here, the gift table is here, and there's a pinata that probably has cash inside if we're lucky." "The pinata is for the kids, Bill." "Everything's for the kids until we need groceries." "That's not—" "Molly, do you want to eat next week or not?" "...When you put it that way." "Exactly. Now, the plan: you distract the clown, I'll grab the presents, we split the loot fifty-fifty like always." "What about the kids?" "Kids love clowns, Molly. They'll be too busy laughing to notice us." "And if someone sees us?" "Then we'll be the best-dressed midgets they've ever seen." "Molly, we are not—" "Fine. We'll be the best-dressed adults they've ever seen." "That doesn't even make sense." "Neither does stealing from a children's party, but here we are." Bill smiled. "See? You're starting to warm up to the idea." "I'm not warming up to anything. I'm just tired of being hungry." "That's what I like to hear. Now, what kind of car are you thinking? The getaway vehicle needs to be fast." "I'm thinking Coke Float. It's got good acceleration, and nobody suspects an ice cream truck." "Perfect. And Molly?" "Yeah?" "Try not to cry in the bathroom this time." Molly flipped him off. "I'm going to push you into that pinata." "Just make sure you get the good stuff first." "The good stuff being the expensive toys?" "The expensive toys, the cash, the jewelry that some parent probably left lying around. You know, the usual." "Bill, this is exactly why we can't have nice things." "Which is why we're stealing from a party instead." Molly sighed. "You know what? Let's just do it." "That's my girl." "Don't call me that. I'm not your girl. I'm your partner in crime." "Whatever helps you sleep at night, partner."