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Molly spread the blueprint across the dashboard, revealing a crayon map of Timmy's backyard stolen magnetically from his refrigerator. Bill squinted at the glitter-covered entrance marked with stickers and a large X labeled presents. "Are we seriously stealing birthday presents from screaming six-year-olds?" Bill asked. "Absolutely, those limited edition Lego sets fund our tropical retirement plan." Molly replied. Their getaway driver was a bored teenager hired with pizza coupons and empty promises of adventure. The security system was reportedly a very angry mother armed with a spatula and unlimited juice boxes. Molly tapped the bouncy castle, which according to legend contained the mountain of loot and at least three capri-sun-related booby traps. Bill adjusted his clown disguise, which squeaked dangerously every time he breathed or considered retirement. The plan required infiltrating the magician's act, swapping the gift pile with empty boxes, and escaping via the sprinkler trench without getting soaked. Molly whispered the final step involved loudly crying until someone offered cake, a surprisingly effective distraction technique for hardened criminals. They nodded solemnly, bumped squeaky noses, and prepared to commit the most shameful felony of their entire ridiculous careers. Outside, children screamed with joy, completely unaware of impending present-related doom.