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Molly traced her finger along the blueprint, the paper crinkling under her touch. "So let me get this straight, Bill. We're breaking into a children's birthday party to steal presents?" Bill adjusted his ski mask, which he was wearing despite being indoors. "Technically, we're not breaking in. The invitation says 'all are welcome.' We just happen to be... uninvited guests." "That's still breaking in, Bill. And why presents? What's the endgame here?" "Think, Molly! Think! These are kids' presents. Parents spend hundreds on toys that cost fifteen bucks. We steal them, return them to the store, get cash back. It's beautiful!" Molly's eye twitched. "Bill, that's not how returns work." "Of course it is! Stores have return policies. We'll just say we bought them for our nephew who already got the same thing." "Our nephew is three months old, Bill." "He's teething. Babies love rattles." "Those are action figures, Bill." "Details, Molly! Details!" Bill spread out his tools on the table—a crowbar, a lockpick set, and what appeared to be a birthday horn. "Now, the security plan. I'll create a diversion by..." "You're going to honk a birthday horn at a children's party?" "Precisely! Kids love that noise. They'll all run toward me, thinking it's part of the games." Molly stared at him. "Bill, they're going to be distracted by the fact that we're adults in ski masks holding burglary tools." "Right, right. Plan B: we blend in by actually attending the party." "How do we blend in at a children's party?" "Easy! We're the weird uncle and aunt who don't have kids of our own. Parents love those people." "Bill, that's actually pretty realistic." "See? I told you I thought this through." "Molly, there's something important I need to tell you." "Oh good, because I was worried this heist was missing some crucial element of believability." "I'm pregnant." Bill dropped the birthday horn. "What?" "I'm pregnant, Bill. That's why I can't just waltz into a children's party without raising suspicion." "Oh. Well, that complicates things." "How does it complicate things?" "Well, now we can't use the 'weird uncle and aunt' angle because people will ask why I'm not showing." "You're five months along, Bill. People would definitely notice." "Right. Right. Okay, new plan: we pose as party entertainers." "Bill, we have zero entertainment skills." "I'm great at making balloon animals!" "You once made a balloon dog cry." "That was one time!" Molly sighed. "Bill, maybe we should just... not do this heist." "Molly, that's the spirit of giving right there. You're already thinking like a criminal mastermind." "That's not thinking like a criminal mastermind, that's common sense." "Common sense is the first casualty of crime, Molly. The second is probably the birthday cake."