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They crouched behind a bouncy castle. Molly said, "Tonight we raid a children's party and steal every present, no exceptions, and if anyone asks we say we are entertainment for a small birthday fee and juice boxes today." Bill said, "The target is a unicorn party at three. The parents will be busy cutting cake, which is the dumbest excuse ever made by adults and our gloves squeak on carpet." Molly asked, "Bill, I cannot find my lockpicks. Did you put them in the clown car, or did you use them again to open a juice box at the table with frosting?" Bill whispered, "I used them on the frosting because the cake was a security obstacle. Also, the clown car is a metaphor, Molly, and our ride is a wagon with squeaky wheels." Molly muttered, "We need a code word for panic. I vote for puppy, because nobody suspects a thief yelling puppy while hugging a dinosaur bag while filling it with stolen toys now." Bill said, "The plan is simple. We sneak in, grab every gift, blame the magician, and leave before the bouncy castle starts judging us. We will be flawless if we ignore glitter." They agreed.