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"Bill, I'm telling you, this is a terrible idea," Molly said, adjusting her black beanie lower over her eyes. "We're going to steal presents from a bunch of six-year-olds?" "What's the worst that could happen?" Bill replied, his voice muffled by the ski mask he'd apparently decided to wear despite it being July. "They cry? They tell their parents?" "Their parents are going to be right there, Bill. Right there in the same room, probably eating pizza and watching us." "Oh, relax. I've got a plan. We'll dress up as party entertainers. I'll be a clown, you'll be... a magician's assistant." Molly stared at him. "A magician's assistant? What are you, twelve?" "Hey, when you're six feet tall and built like a linebacker, you don't get to be subtle. Clowns are creepy anyway. Parents won't even question it." "This is insane. What if the kids recognize us from that convenience store robbery last month?" "That was you who kept asking for change for the ATM!" "Fair point." Molly sighed and pulled out a crumpled blueprint. "Okay, but we need to be more specific. How exactly do we get to the presents without the birthday girl opening them first?" Bill scratched his head, which was difficult given the ski mask. "We could... distract everyone with a puppet show?" "A puppet show? Bill, we're thieves, not children's entertainers." "Well, we could always just tell them we're from Child Protective Services." "No! That's even worse!" "Fine. What about this—we crash the piñata. Everyone'll be too busy swinging bats at a rainbow donkey to notice us pocketing gifts." Molly considered this. "Actually, that's not terrible. But we'd need inside help. Someone to loosen the presents beforehand so we can grab them quickly." "And how do we recruit a six-year-old to help us steal from their own birthday party?" "Simple. We promise them extra dessert." "You're a genius, Molly. An absolute genius." "Don't get used to it. Now, what's our exit strategy?" "Same as always—we run really fast and hope nobody has a good description." "Brilliant. Should I bring the getaway car or the emergency ice cream supply?" "The ice cream's always a good touch. Makes us look less suspicious when we're fleeing the scene." "Right. Because nothing says 'innocent party guest' like sprinting away with a trunk full of presents and a van full of stolen ice cream." "If anyone asks, we're method actors researching a role." "Perfect. I always wanted an Oscar."