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Molly traced her finger along the blueprint, her coffee growing cold. "Bill, we've done bank jobs, museum heists, even that circus tent caper. But this?" "Children's party?" Bill adjusted his glasses, squinting at the floor plan. "Are we really doing this?" "The Johnson kid's birthday. Parents are dropping off presents early for the 'big reveal' tomorrow morning." Bill snorted. "So we're burglarizing a six-year-old's birthday party?" "Think about it," Molly's eyes lit up. "No security system, no watchdogs, just a bunch of parents chatting in the living room while we raid the gift table." "And if we get caught?" "Please. What's the worst that happens? We explain ourselves to tiny humans?" Bill stared at her. "You're either a genius or completely insane." "Why not both?" Molly grinned, grabbing her duffel bag. "Besides, think of the profit margin. Brand new toys, unwrapped, still in boxes. We could sell them online as 'gently used.'" "Molly, that's disgusting." "Exactly! Disgusting enough that no one would suspect us!"