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Molly adjusted her black ski mask and stared at the blueprint spread across the coffee shop table. The children's party venue looked innocent enough, but Bill had assured her the security system was more sophisticated than Fort Knox. "So let me get this straight," Molly said, tracing a finger along the marked locations. "We're robbing a birthday party?" "Five-year-old princess-themed extravaganza," Bill replied, sipping his latte with practiced nonchalance. "The parents will be distracted by cake and small talk. Perfect opportunity." Molly raised an eyebrow. "And our target is...?" "Presents. All of them. The birthday girl's grandmother is loaded. She's buying every expensive toy on the market." Bill's eyes gleamed with criminal excitement. "I'm talking tablets, designer dolls, maybe even that diamond-encrusted rattle I saw on her registry." "That's... actually kind of brilliant," Molly admitted. She'd been skeptical when Bill pitched the job, but his logic was sound. "But what about the kids? Won't they scream?" "Distraction protocol," Bill said proudly. "I've rented a bouncy castle for the backyard. Kids will be too busy bouncing to notice us pilfering their gifts." Molly stared at him. "You're a genius, you know that?" "Thank you, I know." Bill grinned. "Now, the plan: you'll pose as party entertainers. Face painting, balloon animals, the works. I'll slip in through the kitchen door and head straight for the gift table." "What about security cameras?" "Already handled. The venue's security system runs on a timer. I've programmed it to shut down during the party's peak chaos hour." Bill pulled out his phone and showed her a text message. "'Camera offline 2:30-3:30 PM.' Works every time." Molly nodded approvingly. "And if things go sideways?" "Emergency backup plan." Bill winked. "I've arranged for a mariachi band to show up at 3:15. Nothing says 'crime scene' like spontaneous musical theater." "Of course. Because that's completely normal at children's parties." "Hey, it's your cover story too. You're the entertainment." Molly groaned. "I'm going to be the world's most suspicious clown." "Don't sell yourself short. You're naturally unsettling." "Thanks for the vote of confidence." She rolled up her sleeves. "Alright, let's go steal some birthday presents like the professional criminals we are." Bill saluted. "Operation Spoiled Brat is a go."