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Molly adjusted her ski mask and studied the blueprints spread across the coffee shop table. The children's party supply store looked innocent enough, but Bill had done his homework. "So let me get this straight," Molly said, stirring her latte with unnecessary violence. "We're robbing a bunch of six-year-olds?" "Not robbing," Bill corrected, adjusting his own mask. "We're liberating. Those kids don't even know they want these presents yet. We're doing them a favor." Molly raised an eyebrow. "That's... actually the worst justification I've heard for grand theft birthday." "Come on, think of the logistics. No security guards, no alarm systems, probably just some dad volunteers and a clown who's clearly only there because his ex-wife is forcing him to pay child support through party appearances." "And the children?" "Distractible. Very short attention spans. One of them will probably cry over spilled punch and we can use that as cover." Molly nodded slowly. "You've really thought about this." "I've thought about everything. The piñata creates perfect blind spots during the hitting ceremony. Cake cutting is our extraction window." "Extraction?" "Yeah, we'll grab the presents, maybe some cake, and slip out during the singing. Nobody watches anything when they're singing 'Happy Birthday.'" Molly leaned back in her chair. "Bill, this is either going to be the easiest heist in history or we're going to end up on some parents' worst nightmare YouTube compilation." "That's what makes it art." "The presents are all going to be duplicates anyway. Little Timmy Henderson always gets three action figures because his mom can't decide, and the Johnson kid receives the same board game every year because his grandmother buys based on Amazon recommendations." "See? We're providing a public service. Consolidating duplicate gifts into one location where they can be properly distributed." Molly laughed despite herself. "You're delusional, you know that?" "Thank you, that's very supportive." "How do we even carry off a bunch of presents? We're not exactly equipped for this operation." "Backpack, duffel bag, maybe that fake present box I bought last Christmas that looks like a giant book?" "The one that's clearly just a hollow shell with gift wrap?" "Precisely. Perfect for smuggling small electronics and cash." Molly checked her watch. "Party starts in two hours. You really want to do this?" "Want to? I've been planning this since January. Do you know how hard it is to find a clown who'll actually show up on time?" "Fair point." She crumpled the blueprints. "Alright, but if we get caught, I'm blaming everything on you." "Wouldn't expect anything less from my favorite partner in crime." Molly smiled. "We're terrible people." "Magnificent terrible people."